Disclaimer: I own no animes, especially not Hellsing
As for how Walter wasn't taken by millennium in my fic, he never got separated from Integra and never fought the captain (best explanation I can come up with ). But Dark Walter will be nothing compared to the villan I'll be using cue evil laughter.
Tuesday 31st October
The Hellsing library
11:00 AM
Alex read the final page of the chapter and turned the page of the ancient looking leather bound book. He'd spent the best part of seven days in there, looking through the archives and then switching to scan the internet every few hours, and what did he have to show for it. Absolutely…nothing. Not one website, not one book had any information on any vampiric links to the communist symbol on the patch, or the identical one on the ring. In frustration he slammed the book shut with a loud bang.
"Damm it, there's got to be something on this stupid symbol in here somewhere" he yelled, his fangs glinting in the light from the lights in the library, the dust from the books settling on the black and dark grey camouflage fatigues he now wore as his Hellsing uniform.
"You should keep your voice down, this is a library after all" Walter said from behind Alex.
"Oh, sorry Walter, it's just really frustrating. I've been here nearly a week and found nothing, maybe I'd have been better off training with Alucard" Walter sighed.
"Patience is a virtue young Alexander, when I was ordered to research millennium I spent almost all my waking hours in here and found nothing." He noticed the large pile of books around the young midian
"Speaking of waking hours how long have you been researching?" Alex looked at the heavy grandfather clock stood in the corner, he'd been reading non-stop for over 24 hours!
"Whoa, I didn't think it had been that…"
"No, no, it's quite understandable, vampires don't always feel the need to sleep like humans do, you could go for days then just suddenly collapse and not wake up for a week." Walter set down a bucket filled with ice at the edge of the table. There was a bottle filled with dark red liquid in the bucket.
"What…what is that?" Alex asked,
"Read the label" Alex leaned over and looked closer, it was blood, the medical blood supplied to Hellsing to feed its vampires. Walter turned to leave.
"I'll leave you to enjoy your meal. I suggest you get some rest afterwards, Seras's punishment ends today and you will need your strength for training" with that the angel of death departed, leaving Alex alone in the library. He slowly took the bottle out of the ice bucket and unscrewed the lid. His eyes seemed to glaze over as he raised the bottle to his lips, his fangs glinting in the low light, looking like he was going to drink the sweetest drink in the world, not a bottle of medical blood. Alex seemed to come back to his senses, he screamed "NO" and hurled the bottle away, it shattered on one of the oak bookcases, leaving a large red stain as it's ice cold contents slowly pooled on the floor.
"How could I…I nearly…"
"Now look vhat you've gone unt done, that vill be very hard to clean off" scolded a voice from behind Alex, he turned expecting to see Walter there, angry for having more work to do. It wasn't Walter but a young boy, smiling innocently dressed in a Hitler youth uniform and sporting a pair of cat like ears on the sides of his head. He was perched on top of one of the bookcases, kicking his legs like a child
"Who the hell are you?" Alex demanded, reaching for the 'Saladin' crossbow that was lying on the table. The boy raised his arms and had an expression of mock horror on his face
"Calm down, I vas just passing through and noticed your little crisis of faith" Alex blinked and he'd vanished.
"Vhy don't you drink the blood? All vampires need to" he asked, appearing next to Alex, cocking his head to one side, looking inquisitive. Alex jumped and turned to face him, now totally freaked out by the mysterious boy.
"I'm…I just don't want to O.K" he the levelled the crossbow at the boy's face.
"Now tell me who and the hell you are and how you know about me being a vampire or I'll pull the trigger" the boy chuckled.
"Vell, since you asked so nicely I guess I can tell you, I'm Varrant officer Schrodinger. The Major calls me chief."
"Well then. 'Chief'. How do you know about me being a vampire? And who's the Major?"
"Zat's a story for another time, I think" Schrodinger looked over at the massive piles of books and suddenly reappeared next to them, he picked one up and casually flipped though it.
"You von't find vhat you are und looking for in here, try over there" he said, pointing to a section of bookcases at the far end of the library.
"But those are just history books about the first world war" Schrodinger stamped his foot in irratation, like a child who wasn't getting his way.
"Fine, see if I care, I vas only trying to give you a helping hand" Alex's pupils narrowed to slits as he fired the crossbow, losing his temper with the werewolf, the quarrel embedded itself in the bookcase behind Schrodinger. He'd vanished and re-appeared a few feet away from where he's bene before, this time on top of another bookcase. This wasn't very stable and it wobbled, Schrodinger quicly leapt over to the next one as it fell over and hit the floor with an almighty crash, knocking over the next three bookcases, the sound of them crashing to the floor echoing throughout the room and down the hall.
"How can you…"
"I can be everyvhere and anyvhere" he jumped down, landing with a cat like grace on the floor.
"Why are you helping me?" Alex asked the werewolf, he shrugged.
"I am just carrying out mein orders, zat's all you need to know" he replied, still with a smirk plastered on his face.
"Vell, it's been fun but I veally must be going, places to go, deals to strike, auf vidershen." He waved goodbye and vanished. Alex just stared at the spot where the chlidlike member of millenium had been, half hoping he'd come back so he could get some straight answers out of him. The sound of footstpes signalled the arrival ofWalter and two Hellsing soldiers, both with weapons drawn and Walter carrying a heavy crate via a strap with one hand and with one of his gloves on the other, ready to extend the leathal wires.
"What's all the racket in here? I thought you were reseching, not playing dominos?" Walter demanded angrily after seeing the toppled bookcases. Alex wasn't sure what to say but decided to try the truth.
"It was a weird nazi cat boy who knocked the book cases over, Walter. I didn't do anything"
"A 'weird nazi cat boy'? Come off it kid, we may fight vampires but that doesn't mean we're so supersitious we believe every monster story we hear" one of the soldiers scoffed, Walter held up a hand and the new Hellsing soldier fell silent.
"I believe you, tell me, was this boy dressed in a Hitler youth uniform and it looked like he could be everywhere at once? Like he could teleport?"
"Yes, that's exactly what he was like, have you met him before?"
"He came to the mansion a few months ago, to deliver a message from his master, the 'major', the head of millenium"
"He said we were looking in the wrong place, that we should try those shelves over there" Alex told Waler, pointing to the shelves Schrodinger hasd shown him.
"Why on earth would he want to help us?"
"Beats me, but this the only lead we have, it can' hurt to go check it out"
"I think we should inform Sir…" just then another Hellsing member burst through the door.
"What's the problem, lieutenant Rossline?" Walter asked the soldier.
"There's a major vampire situation just outside of London, St Agustines school, its been overrun with ghouls. THEY'RE EATING THE CHILDREN" the soldier cried.
"My god…" Walter trailed off. The soldier walked up to Alex
"Mr Harker, Miss Sears has ordered me to bring you with us, said it'll be a good epxerience for you"
"O.K" Alex said grabbing Saladin and heading for the door with the three soldiers.
"Wait" Walter called, the young vampire stopped.
"What is it? We need to get going" Walter placed the crate he'd been carrying on the table and opened it. He pulled out a large crossobow, even bigger then the one Alex had used on the first vampire, it was made of mahogany and had a wolfs emblem on each sideof the stock set in silver, it had a black leather strap to carry it by , the drawstring was again made of silverwires and each of the quarrels had a silver head and a dark wooden haft.
"This is the 980 Arblast 'Jericho' the wood was carved from a solid mahogany cross taken from Westminster Abbey and comes with a hidden extra" he pressed a small button carved into the stock and a thin silver stake shot out, another press of the button made it sink back in.
"What does it fire?"
"The heads come in two varieties, one is blessed Incan Silver imported from Peru, the other is silver with a liquid mercuary core, I would advise you to be careful as those heads are highly explosive"
"How does Hellsing pay for all this?"
"Let's just say we have a 'royal' bank account." Walter said, handing the arblast to Alex who tested its weight and slung it over his shoulder via the strap then ran off, following Leiutenant Rossline.
Once outside he found most of Hellsings personel boarding millitary trnasport vehicles, heading for the outskirts of the city. Sears was waiting for him.
"Must be an important mission, it looks like all of Hellsing's going" Seras nodded.
"Sir Integra's personally overseeing it, the school is a catholic boarding school, the head teacher is a former Iscariot member"
"What's Iscariot?"
"I'll tell you on the way now come on, let's get going" she said as they boarded one of the transports, heading to the school, unaware of who would be there waiting for them.
(In the next chapter – Whether you're catholic or protestant, you're still just food at the ghoul school)