Grey: Yeah, my favorite part is doing dialogues with Alucard and Integral too. I don't like writing all the unnecessary story bits and details. If i
t were up to me, it'd just be a big screenplay. But... screenplays aren't fun to read =P
Mercedes: Integral has MANY pasts, apparently! THis is just one of 'em... ooo!
Glory: Thank YOU
Thiefetc: I look forward to writing more
Pruningshears: I never suggested that Dracula's wife was the reincarnation of Mina. Never. In fact, I didn't even give her a name. I only called her 'wife'.
I didn't read Dracula, but I didn't go so far as to pull out the deep dark secrets of the novel either. I merely used reference to Lisa, and accidentally confused her for Mina. But I meant Lisa, and I stand by that.
Helsing may have been catholic, but right now we are looking at an English dominated country with lots of protestants and a disgust for catholicism. Besides, this is Hellsing. It has flying guns and psychopath nuns, it isn't going to follow the book. But by any means, thanks for the comment =)
Zachiel: Heheheheheh.. No he doesn't..... Heh. OOoh boy... =)
No One: Realistic? Which part.. the part where he turned into a million tongues and eyes, or the part where he's a vampire? =) J/k
Urazz: Wait until you get to the ending. I have this great twist in my head.
FIREmblemFAN: Give it another year or two... =)
Melrose Stormhaven: Don't we all?
Puck 3/4: Never read Dracula, but I made it a goal of mine to despise any woman written by a white guy back in the late 1800's, early 1900's because their portrayal is always the same - Depending on men, good and chaste, or weak and pathetic. Which is why I had Mina mixed for Lisa. Apparently Lisa was the weak and pathetic, and Mina was the good and chaste.
Thess: Thank you, problem fixed!
Yeah, uh.. thinkg to look forward to in the future.
OH NOES! INTEGRAL WEARS PANTS!
NOO! SHE SMOKES!
AAAHHH! FIGHT!
Dear god, SEX!
No way, there are OTHER vampires
Knights of the Round! No!
Millennium? OH MY GOD
Helllloooooooooo Incognito
The moment in the cell(The most overproduced, overdone scene ever written in fanfic. EVER.)
A surprise twisted ending.
Ooo. I don't think an ending like this has been done before. And I look forward to how it stands on its own.
Yaay.
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"If only you could crawl by yourself and release me from all your weight would I still love you to the point of hate?" - Moonspell, "Mute"
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"Well, isn't this just particularily dandy, mm?"
"Now now, Charles. That isn't quite the attitude we should be offering.."
"I like to think it is. This is an absolute outrage, I hope you realize that each and every one of our reputations are sinking right as we speak."
The dimly lit room was experiencing several problems at the moment. For one, the air conditioning had broke and the heat was unbearable as a by product. Heavy cigarette smoke and the body heat of twelve very upset men didn't seem to help the current room temperature problems either. The massive quarters was hot, sticky, and uncomfortable. Being present there was wretched and itchy, however none of this would compare to the negative feelings rising.
"It has taken me thirty years.. I have worked thirty years to gain the queen's trust, I have been specially selected for this position - as have each and every one of you. And along comes this little adolescent girl who has yet to kill an unholy member of the undead, let alone LOOK at one.."
"Yes yes, I quite agree. This is equally ridiculous. Whose decision was it to put this girl into a position of power?" One of the fatter, more smudged faced members inquired.
It was at that moment the door slid open. The sound of silence overwhelmed the previously bustling room, and again overcome by the screetch of twelve chairs as the bodies of the present Knights of the Round swung themselves about to peer skeptically at just who dared interrupt their conversation.
"I apologize gentlemen..." A cracked voice uttered behind the door, one gloved hand sliding over the back of the door and onto the frame.
The door maintained its momentum and swung off to the side, revealing an elegantly dressed man-servant, who gently traced the wooden frame of the door before clasping both hands behind his back in respect.
"...Walter.... Oh, what a relief.."
"Well, this makes sense," A cleancut gentleman bubbled, a warm smile crossing sweaty features. "I suppose the rumors are wrong! And see here, I should have known that the Hellsing Institution wouldn't just let itself be represented or ruled by some inexperienced adolescent girl. Hah! All a cover! Good show chap, you will make an excellent leader."
"Yes, why of course!"
"....Ahem.. Well..."
"Now now, Walter, there's no reason to be embaressed. It was a reasonable thing to do! Start up rumors of little girls running large institutions in order to confuse the enemy. Wise idea, I might add! Wise indeed. Now take a seat right there where you belong. Hah! See men? And we were all fooled!"
"Oh, I suspected something was fishy, Charles."
"Now then, let's get down to business. Walter?"
The butler let a smile slip, the line crinkling his old face while wise blue eyes flashed in amusement. "....Sir Hellsing... Gentlemen."
The butler stepped over to press his back against the wall, revealing quite a redfaced young lady in the other room facing the knights of the round, tailored in her best women's suit. Bare hands were clutched in white-knuckled fists, jaw set as she ground her teeth.
"....Ahh...."
"Oh..... this is PREPOSTEROUS!"
"CHARLES!"
This man known as Charles drew into a stiff stand, slamming both hands onto the table as he glared at Walter. "What is this mockery?"
"...I believe, sir. That I am not the one you should be directing your inquiries to.." Walter politely informed, clearing his throat
"Listen, young lady." One of the more gentle-faced men began. "...I understand your father was a great man, and I have no doubt that you carry with you the abilities to be a leader.. But.... you must understand it takes years of knowledge and experienc-"
"Are you suggesting that I withdraw my position from the Knights of the Round before I even take my seat, sir?" Integral snapped, furious.
"....Now now, Miss Hellsing."
"SIR Hellsing."
"Yes yes... Sir Hellsing... We just haven't the time to train a little girl to fill in the pants of her father. You understand, right?"
"Be wise and step down, Sir Hellsing. This is not your place."
"Yes, please."
Master.....
The young woman's blood was boiling. True, she didn't expect a welcome entry, but this lack of maturity on her so-called 'comrades' was beyond insulting. The woman hadn't even spoke her mind let alone be acquainted to the members of the round.
...Master..... I can feel your blood... It boils.....
Integral was dizzy with intense emotions, the stress was unbearable as the faint buzz of a twelve men speaking over one another, arguing and demanding in relation to her became little more than a murmur in the hot room.
.......Your skin.... sweet.. hot... sticky... Master.... Master let me taste it...
"...What is that..?" Charles interrupted, blinking at a strange white speck that had just fallen from above.
...Heheheheh... Yes, master....! That's my master...! Reveal the flames of your fury!
"What the...?" Twelve pairs of eyes rose, and several owners of those eyes yelled out in shock as the ceiling writhed with life. Bits of maggots were falling and landing on the furniture and even on the balding points of certain men. The room's temperature dropped, sweat beads forming ice crystals upon the chilled flesh of old men.
Walter said nothing, closing his eyes and looking away. It was no longer his authority to do anything, unless bid by Integral.
Master... please... please.... please....
Integral plucked the large frames off her face. The world suddenly blurred with her lack of vision, but she wasn't interested in what she could clearly see. It made her stomach churn and brought back unpleasant memories. Fingers curled around her glasses, crushing the massive lenses until the glass shattered - pieces falling on the floor. Her hands continued to tightly embrace the glass, muscles flexing and nerves twitching as glass tears flesh.
Yes.... Master... Yes...!!!
Arooooooooooooooo!!!!!!
"...What... What was that..?!" One of the men screamed, hands blindly sweeping off the insects that had blanketed his arm.
Eyes turned to the inhuman scream that came from the door behind Integral, eyes blindly searching the darkness as their ears ached with the sounds of a tortured animal.
The black nothingness moved, four pairs of red eyes stacked ontop of one another glaring into the room as the liquid darkness slipped inside and pressed into Integral's bare leg. The thing took form, a hellhound of sorts with screaming eyes and the foul smell of decay. Its maw opened, revealing bloodstained yellowing teeth and a writhing tongue which eagerly lapped Integral's leg, running the rough flesh over her warm skin as it whimpered.
"What the hell is that...?"
Integral released the glass from her hand, palm raw with pain and blood. She let it fall by her side, fingertips tickling the nose of the hellhound. It growled in pleasure, turning its attention away from her leg and to her hand - suckling her hand of its taste and relaxing as it slipped into sweet ecstatic bliss.
Integral remained there, her body frigid and still, breaths rasped and weighed. The men stared, affixed to their seats. She appeared possessed, a demon herself. Slowly, her lips pursed and words slipped from her mouth. They were strong, sure, and equally pissed.
"This, Gentlemen, is a Nosferatu. I am unaware of whether or not you have ever encountered a tame one, given your lack of experience in that field.." Integral snidely remarked, her lips curved into a dark smile as her mind became overwhelmed with Alucard's pleasure as their connection deepened.
Ignoring the leeches and maggots falling from the ceiling, the men stared with doubled shock. One quickly spoke, his voice trembling, "....No... No.... How is this posssible?"
"Possible, gentlemen. Hellsing's best kept secret. It is a bit of a curse too.. for those who learn of it." Integral became icy, her body numb to the pain delivered as Alucard addressed her wound with his tongue. "For you see, those who set eyes upon my little pet here... well.. it is normally their last vision before their eyes are torn out of their sockets."
Charles bubbled, wide eyes dashing between the insects, walls, and the massive unholy creature whose eight eyes were crossing and twitching out of their own will. "...This.. this is some sort of joke. A fraud. A scene! Put your toys away, you little bitch.."
The room was silenced. The maggots stopped squirming, as pieces of writhing things became dead. The monsterous dog removed his attentions from Integral's bare hand, growling deeply towards the man who had uttered the insult. His mouth opened wide, revealing the expanse of a rotting throat, something worming its way through from the blank pit. The metal glint of a weapon passed over the eyes of twelve royal knights with what little light remained, attached to the white-gloved hand of something inside the dog. Arm raised, finger twitching over the trigger, extending from inside the dog's mouth while all eight of the hellhound's eyes centered on Charles.
"Target Locked, Master.... let me shatter his skull and eat his remains..." A voice growled within the dog.
Integral remained silent, bracing both hands behind her back as her blind eyes passed between the men seated at the table.
"......Master......."
"...Integral....." Charles bubbled, swallowing hard as he stared into the cold recesses of the weapon facing him.
"......Sir Hellsing," Integral whispered sharply, a sudden smile spilling over her features as she realized with cruel pride the power she possessed.
"...Sir... Hellsing.... forgive me..."
"For what?" She inquired viciously.
"....Forgive me... for insulting your pride..."
"Master, let me chew his brains! Master!"
"P-please! Please forgive me!"
"His apologies are empty, master. He doesn't mean them! Let me teach him a lesson..."
"Sir Hellsing, I beg you!"
The smile curved into a fine smirk, Integral lifted her head pleasantly. Several men had, at this point, turned away from their seats in order to vomit on the floor - the stench of decay and the sight of living nightmares finally overwhelming their senses. The woman sighed, growing accustomed to Alucard's nonsense to the point where such a sickening grandeur had no effect on her.
You can only dream, breath, and be a part of Alucard's sick twisted mind for so many days before it no longer turns your stomach.
"Alucard..... Step down."
"...Yes massster..."
The weapon withdrew back into the gaping maw of the hellbeast, its massive head twitching as its eyes - one by one - fell away from their target. Writhing pieces of darkness, flesh, and maggots began to move once more, sinking into the walls, the ceiling, the table, and even the skin of some men. Each disappearing into the shadows.
Integral pressed the palm of her hand against Alucard's mouth, his upper lip drawn up as fangs grazed against closed wounds, nostrils flaring while taking her scent in and exhaling in deep gasps. The young lady stepped away from the hellhound, her mind and body dazed from the connection between Alucard and her, taking a position beside the empty chair centering the table. Walter stepped forward, bracing his hands over the massive throne and pulling it backwards, allowing Integral space to seat herself. Placing bloodstained fingers under the skirt of her suit, she folded the loose cloth under her knees and sat down - hunching over the the table with fingers clasped over her mouth, bits of iced silver glaring between the men present.
"...Sir Hellsing.... We welcome you..."
The girl drew her hand away from her chin, fingers flexing experimentally. Her hand was slightly trembling, body still not adapted to the incredible power she possessed over Alucard. Slowly, fingers encircled one of the large cigars that one of the men had left unattended during the hellfest. She flicked her wrist, removing the ashes that had built around the tip in a hot cloud. Integral raised a shaking hand baring the long stick of tobacco to her lips, mouth enclosing around the brown leaves and sucking in.
Alucard couldn't believe the crime his master had committed to her body, his fur raised as his mouth snapped.
MASTER!!!
Integral's lungs heaved at the unwelcome breath of toxic smoke, choking out the fumes and spitting out the mucus that had just coated her throat on the floor. The woman closed teared up eyes as her body slowly shook out of the momentary seizure, before returning the cigar to her mouth and breathing in deeply.
Master....... How dare you.....
"Gentlemen..." Integral whispered hoarsely, pressing the back of her hand to her mouth as a fit of coughs threatened to release the smoke that had taken up her lungs again. "...Do not be afraid to question my choices. As a wise leader, I expect criticism to come up from time to time. Please, by all means, if you find my logic questionable, present the evidence and it will be weighed on the table. However, there are two subjects that will never be discussed."
Integral closed her eyes as Alucard screamed in her head, exhaling the smoke around her face before taking the cigar between her teeth and swallowing another cloud of smoke. "My age or my gender. Should either one of you fuckers bring up my lack of experience or the fact I bare a vagina as opposed to a penis, then I will collect your fucking head. I will collect your fucking head and I will feed your body to maggots. Is that clear?"
Slowly, the men nodded. Their gaze twitching between the teenage girl and the monster growling behind her.
"...Good..... Than it is understood."
Master...... you have betrayed me...
"Well, gentlemen. I believe there is nothing left to be discussed. I'd advise you dry clean your suits and come back with better attitudes. Meeting adjourned. May god and her majesty be with you. Amen."
Integral maintained her grip on the flickering cigar, pressing her elbows deeply into the table as the men took no time to relieve their positions and make a b-line for the door.
"Here, Gentlemen.. Let me show you to the door.." Walter offered gently, collecting the dozen or so holy knights and closing the door firmly behind him.
"....Master......"
Integral's jaw shut firm, one finger flicking the tip of the cigar amateurishly as she refused to look back at her pet.
"...Master... you betrayed me.."
"Alucard, this is no longer a game."
"Master..."
"I am no man's servant. I will bow down to no one but her royal majesty and God Himself. Not to those men, not even to your power."
Alucard growled, his more human form replacing the shape of a hellhound. Three steps were all that were needed before he lept upon the surface of the table and spun around to face Integral, slamming both hands on the arm rests of her chair as he leaned forward like an overgrown vulture.
"You fail to recognize the very fundamentals of our relationship, Master...." He snarled, handsome features twisted into a cruel macabre.
"....Educate me."
"You are mine. Your limbs, your breasts, your flesh... every single overlooked piece of you is mine. I can do to you what I will, tear your apart, bathe in your blood. I only follow your command out of my own free will."
"Yes... True... but what you possess you cannot control."
"...."
"You cannot control my soul. My spirit. My mind. My health. These are the basics you will never have, you... an empty vessel of flesh and sin who possesses no soul. You are damned, Alucard. I will never possess my will"
Integral placed the cigar directly upon her lips and inhaled deeply, the smoke filling the crevices of her lungs and taking away two seconds of her life. She blew the toxic fumes in Alucard's face, challenging her pet to overstep his bounds.
"...You seek to torture me.."
"I seek to remind you of your limitations, Alucard."
A low growl whispered in the back of his throat, features twisting with mixed outrage and amusement at Integral's words. He whipped around, tangling his fingers under the fabric of her shirt, hand cupping her breast while the other pressed harshly into her sex.
".....You fail to see that I am a monster, Master.... I am a cruel, terrifying creature who shreds apart the flesh of the innocent, swallows the blood of virgins, and rapes the countless. You fail to fear the beast I am."
"I see what you are. Little more than a dog starving for attention.."
His upper lip drew back harshly, pressing his hand more deeply in the space between her legs - causing her to twist her face as she bit her lower lip at the pressure.
"....Beg...."
"...Release me, Alucard."
The vampire snarled, thrusting himself upwards and applying more pressure into his fingers as he placed his body between her legs, glaring. "BEG!"
".... Release me... Alucard...."
The creature stood there, frozen in position. This is what he is.... a loathsome little beast in the eyes of his master. A master who was prepared to commit slow suicide in order to torture him into his proper little place. It angered him, the knowledge he now possessed. Nothing more than a leach crawling to beg his little baby master for a suckle of blood, to recieve no recognition, no amount of appreciation.. just some toy to be played with once in a while.
"... I see now..."
He stepped backwards, removing himself from Integral as his gangly body turned away, hellish features melting away and revealing an even more frightening picture - the visage of a man. He sighed, the sound uncommon for a creature who didn't need air, turning around as he regarded Integral with blank freatures.
And for that moment, there was an understanding between the living and the damned.
"Master, why did you grow up so quickly?"
"...I didn't want to. But you made me."
"..."
"Being exposed to death, decay, bloodlust, and nightmares as long as I had at that age... you can only be a child for so long."
"I will always claim you are still a child."
"But I'm not."
"I know you aren't. You've no humanity left within you to be a child."
"I have my memories."
"I often wish you were a child still, though. But I lie to myself. I call you a child, I treat you like one, but it will never be the case."
"I know. I enjoy it when you treat me like a little girl sometimes.. I enjoy it when you tease me.."
"..."
"It brings me back to that world I lost. That world you raped away from me."
"Heh. Ironic, isn't it? That the creature who took away your childhood would bring you back."
"It is. It is."
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, so I'm not that proud of this chapter. Blah. But then again, that's me. I don't like writing fic that requires the interaction of more than just two characters. I've only done this one other time for my HP fic, but that's it.
I have this great idea for a twisted ending. I really do. And the only reason I'm writing at this point is so I can get to that damned ending. I have seven more years to go. UGH. SEVEN. I'd rather just hit the ending already. BLAH. Oh well, just more space I have to enter in. How boring.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. But if you didn't, that's quite all right. I didn't enjoy writing it so much =) However, I did like that bit I put in about Integral's cigars. I figure, if the only reason she's going to smoke, it is A) To test Alucard's boundaries, B) Control her own damn life and, C) Because they help relax her. Given the amount of crap she has to go through day by day, you need a lot of of that thing called 'relaxation'.