Another incredibly short chapter. Am very sorry about it. (Sighs) but I can't do much about it; plot bunnies only last for so long.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing, wished I owned Alucard and Enrico (in bed… together) Ok don't mind my random pairing that would never happen.

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Prognatus Diabolus
Enrico sighed as he copied down the last of the math problems. Radicals where a pain the ass.

"Negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus 4 times A times C all over 2 times B." He whispered the formula under his breath as he scrawled his name at the top of the paper. He then folded it in half and shoved it into his book along with all his other math assignments.

"So that's why all your assignments are folded." Enrico scowled and turned to face the Scottish preist. "You should probably get a folder or something. Organization is not a bad thing you know." Anderson said as he sat down at the table. The blond bay just glared at him and took out his French book.

"Why are you here Father?" He asked as he flipped to a page and began copying the words down.

"I need to speak with you about something. Now I can tell that you are busy right now so I will leave you be, but I want to meet you later."

"What is it about?"

Anderson paused and shifted his weight. "It's about… your future." He finally said. Enrico snorted and looked up from his paper.

"You mean my lack of a future." Anderson sighed and nodded his head.

"Yes, your lack of a future." The man stood and turned to leave. "Meet me at Father Sibachi's office at 3 ok?" He turned back to look at the boy. "You will come." Enrico shrugged and resumed his working. Anderson scowled and walked out of the room.

"Are you crazy Anderson? You want that boy as my heir?" Anderson winced as the old man yelled. He knew that Sibachi was stressed but still… the old man was acting rather immature.

"Yes I do. And I believe, with the correct guidance he will make a suitable heir." Anderson explained patiently for the tenth time. Sibachi would hear none of it. He turned and looked at Anderson, his eyes cold as steel.

"You are doing the devils work Alex, you just don't realize it. That boy is the spawn of Satan! Have you scene him? Emotionless, he's like a rock. Cold, uncaring-"

"Therefore perfect."

Sibachi stopped and tilted his head to the side. "I don't understand Alex."

Anderson grinned at his boss; he had waited patiently now the cards where in his favor. "Who needs a sympathetic person running Iscariot? The is section 13 for god sakes, we don't need a wimp in charge. The boy is strong, he's been through a lot and has done well."

"He's a stuck up sadistic bastard, lord forgive me for my words." Sibachi growled back. Anderson shook his head, dearly wishing that Sibachi would see his reasoning.

"He will be ruthless to our enemies, none will be left alive to torment us. No one would dare oppose him, all we have to do is convince him to join our fight."

"And what exactly would get him to agree to your crazy plan?'

Anderson just smiled and turned to leave. "I know who killed his parents." With that he left the office.

TBC
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