Here it is! Chapter 6! Sorry, I haven't updating for the past week and a half, my friend came to live with me for a while, I had no time to write. I'll have more chapters up later. This one, in fact, has dialogue! As promised! And, it gets to the actual plot! There's a plot!

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It was well past eight when the head of the Hellsing Agency arrived at her home, and it was well past Integra's limit of aggravating events for a day. As far as she knew, if she went to bed early (before twelve O'clock) all will be well before morning. Sir Hellsing was not one to wish away problems, nor the type to ignore them. Even so, the levies broke and the overpowering tide of horrific thoughts flooded her mind.

What if on the way back, Miss Nemmie crashes into a truck and dies?

What if the Nazis get her?

What if she gets lost? Knowing her, it is a possibility…

What if she flies too high near the sun and her wings melt and she falls into the Thames? Wait a second, that's just ridiculous.

The director looked up and Walter stepped forward as the expensive car came to a stop near the front door. He opened the door and Integra stepped out, followed by Seras. The butler looked worried.

"Sir Integra."

"What is it Walter?"

"We have a situation."

"What?" The Hellsing sighed. This wasn't going to be good. "Does this concern Nemandaria?"

"Um, well…"

"Yes…?"

"How did you know?"

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Nemmie stood in the dinning hall used for a feast the night before, thinking about throwing another one. A few meters away, Maxwell and his paladin gazed at the alchemist. Enrico was in love. He just couldn't stop staring at the beautiful, perfect, strong, powerful lady in front of him. I wish every girl was like Nemmie…

Anderson, on the other hand, was busy on the lookout for 'fell beasts' (1. 155. 5. 2). Even though his boss wasn't, he was trying to honor the church and keep all sins at bay, even the small ones. Gradually, though, he was starting to see why Maxwell was so obsessed with Integra's presumed daughter. She was pretty… And strong… and- Ahh! Noooo! Wrong! In other words, Alexander was fighting himself. His internal conflict was suddenly solved when the head of the household burst through the double-doors and started to persecute the occupants of the room. Obviously, Nemmie had to work on that mother-daughter relationship some more.

"Nemandaria! Who the hell is this!" Integra yelled at the half vampire.

"Oh mum, I just meet some new friends! I'm sure you've seen them before?"

The Hellsing growled. This was too much, too much… "What are they doing here?" She put on a calm act. This may be bad, but she could at least act professional at it.

"I invited them! After all, Ricky here was hungry. I was hoping Walter would prepare us something good to eat for dinner. I offered him the leftovers, but your butler is so rude he ra-"

"Ricky!" her calm demeanor didn't last long.

"Ricky! Enrico! Get it? Enrico…Rico…Ricky!" Nemmie giggled. Maxwell beamed. Anderson shook his head. Integra sighed. Walter covered his face with his hands. Seras cried. Alucard phased through walls. Pip grew jealous.

"Why you---" Integral started but Anderson cut her off.

"I guess that is kind of cute…"

Sir Hellsing turned around and glared at the Iscariot members. "You guys are supposed to be priests. At least act like it!"

Maxwell smiled. "Ah, Sir Integra. So nice of you to join us."

The director snorted. Delayed reaction, maybe?

"Just because you aren't as popular or as strong, or as blatantly hot as your daughter doesn't mean--"

That was the last straw, the last fig leaf. "Alucard!"

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The monster's name pierced his skull at an incredible rate. Integra was calling. It didn't matter that he was already almost up to the room the whole cast occupied, it didn't matter that he knew what the situation was, it just mattered that Sir Hellsing wanted him by her side, as always, right that second. The count phased through the wall to stand between Integral and Nemandaria. This was going to get ugly.

"Alucard." The director repeated.

"Yes, my master?"

"As you know, we have three guests to many. They are the three I want out of here. I want them out of my sight for good, and I want that done now."

Alucard sighed. The pig he didn't care for; he wanted to fight Anderson anyways, but Nemmie? Nemmie? His beautiful niece? His precious, hot, beautiful niece he wanted to MARRY? His master lied to him once already, how can he trust her orders now?

"No."

"WHAT!"

"No, master."

"Obey me, servant!"

"No. And another time, no. I will not fight your daughter."

"I have no daughter!"

"Liar!"

"I am your master, and you don't trust me? Can't you read my thoughts? And even if you can't, you'll still have to obey my every whim. Get her!"

"I trust Nemandaria more then you. She is my future master, she is your kin, I obey her."

"What!" Integra's eyes widened. She knew Alucard was gone and commanding him was just a test to see if he'll do anything at all, but this? She didn't expect this. This was getting way out of hand. She glanced at Seras, who was clenching her teeth in fright. This has defiantly gone too far. She needed to gain control of her vampire! "I am your present master, and you must obey me. Nemandaria is not of Hellsing blood! She is a fraud! Can't you tell? Why can't you trust me? What has that bitch done to you?"

The count's eyes blazed an especially bright crimson red. The kind of red you find on Tony the Tiger's bandana on 'Frosted Flakes' cereal boxes. Before anyone could move a muscle, he lunged forward and grabbed his master's tie-ribbon and leaned towards her face menacingly, showing his fangs.

"You just called Nemmie a bitch…"

Bastard… "Alucard, what are you doing?" She demanded angrily not showing a hint of fear. She's lived long enough with him not to show fear. He could sense fear. Like a rabid animal. When she was little, Integra always imagined the Crocodile Hunter jumping out from behind a corridor and trapping Alucard with nets before explaining his 'catch's' behavioral patterns. Now, the Brit had one thought on her mind, just one.

The bonds are supposed to be in place right now…

"You are refusing an order from your master. You are being disobedient. Have you forgotten about the blood binds Hellsing has on you? The seals and the restraints? Doesn't it burn right now?"

"Order? My master gave me no order."

Off to the side Nemmie laughed maniacally. She laughed and she giggled in that shrill, vile, contemptuous laugh of hers. The other occupants of the chamber stood off to the side, not daring to mess with the three.

"Don't you get it, mother? He doesn't hurt because he is in no way disobeying his master."

"You! I am his master, I gave him an order! "

"Face it, Integra, and give up. I am Alucard's true master now."

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Intense. Well, we'll just have to wait and see. There'll be surprise guests next chapter. I'm sure you all know who they are…