Disclaimer: Owning Hellsing is a goal I cannot reach.
1st person:
'Gulp' I have a really weird feeling tingling in my veins. Hopefully she's not going to question my abilities. I've already put the Agency in enough trouble by revealing my secret. Oh man, the boss is really gonna kill me when I get back. He's probably watching me through that mirror thingie in his office right now.
3rd person:
As requested Emily stayed behind, gulping as she turned to face Sir Integra.
"Now as you know I run an organization that hunts the undead," said Sir Integra, "But lately their have been reports of increased activity by artificial vampires called FREAKS."
"And what does this have to do with me?" Emily interrupted confused.
"You and your friends will be expected to serve in my institution," continued Sir Integra unfazed, "but you will be in a separate division temporarily. The missions I will give to you will be solo missions. Based on Alucard's account of your performance, you should be able to handle things on your own."
"Would there be any chance that the division is called the Trash Cleaning Unit?"
"Correct. I'm interested to see how well you perform on the battlefield alone. Of course you'll be accompanied by some of my troops should things get out of control."
"I assure you that they won't."
"Very well. Tomorrow morning I want all of you in my office to discuss how you arrived here. You are dismissed." Sir Integra lit a cigar while Emily saluted and walked towards the door. She opened it to find Walter waiting for her.
"Good evening Miss Chun," he said after she closed the door.
"Evening Walter," Emily replied, "um, could you show me to my room? I'm kinda tired. And you can just call me Emily. The title 'Miss Chun' makes me feel as though I'm in trouble." She rubbed the back of her head looking sheepish.
Walter bowed. "Of course Mis- Emily. This way please," he said. Walter walked ahead while Emily followed.
To Emily, the walk to her room seemed endless. The dark halls seemed to go on forever. At last they stopped at a white door. Walter opened it to reveal a large room with three beds. Both Tammy and Aisha were sleeping in the beds near the left wall. That left her the bed near the big window on the right wall. Moonlight poured in from the outside.
"I hope you don't mind sharing a room," he said.
"It's fine with me," said Emily. He bid her good night and left.
Emily entered the room and closed the door. Quickly and quietly she approached her bed and dropped her bag on it. She rummaged through it until she found her pajamas. She changed into them and slipped in between the bed sheets. Her glasses were placed at the edge of the bedside table. Once her head touched the pillow she was fast asleep.
Meanwhile in Sir Integra's office after Emily left the room:
"You can come out now Alucard," said Sir Integra. The shadows in a dark corner shifted to reveal the red clad figure of the No-Life King. He was smirking.
"Good evening, my master," Alucard said. Sir Integra took a drag of her cigar
and released a cloud of smoke.
"Tell me, servant, why would you be interested in things that involve Miss Chun? I have transferred her to your division but what irks me is, why? You say she is skilled with using wires and has the ability to control paper. Clearly she must have had some training in these fields?"
"Your point Master?"
"You have been neglecting to train your fledgling, Alucard."
"I see no point in training a weakling who refuses to accept her nature." This comment made Sir Integra enraged.
"She is your fledgling! Therefore you are responsible for her upbringing! Lately she has been prone to receiving more bullet wounds then she should have. The freaks are getting smarter Alucard, those were silver bullet wounds. I've had Walter stay with her to make she drinks her blood which she does. I'm running out of soldiers and I refuse to lose anymore just because you neglected to train your fledgling!"
Alucard stopped smirking. "What are your orders my master?"
"I order you to train her, servant."
"As you wish, my master." said Alucard as he sank through the floor.
The next morning:
"Hey, wake up," said a voice. The lump in the bed rolled over. The voice sighed "Emily, wake up!" screamed the voice. Emily shot up wide eyed and almost collided with Aisha's head. She was smiling along with Tammy, who was at the foot of her bed. Both were still in their clothes from yesterday. 'Probably slept in them,' Emily thought. "You people are evil," she said as she reached for her glasses on the bedside table. "It's not our fault you overslept," said Aisha. "Yeah, you missed the meeting with Sir Integra," said Tammy.
"Walter was nice enough to wake us up, but we convinced him to let you sleep."
"You deserved it for saving our asses back there."
"Besides you slept like a rock."
"I'm touched," said Emily.
"Yeah, we know you love us – Hey!" Tammy was struck by a pillow. Both Aisha and Emily laughed. A cough sounded from the door. All three girls turned to find Will and Jeremy at the doorway. Both received pillows in their faces. "We could have been changing you perverts!" the girls yelled. "Hey, we knocked and no one answered," said Jeremy. "So we opened the door and were greeted by pillows," said Will. "Ha ha, very funny. Now get out so I can change," said Emily while holding two pillows.
"As milady wishes," said both boys as they ran out and shut the door. Sadly, the pillows that were aimed at them missed and hit the door.
Five minutes later, Emily, dressed in baggy khaki pants and a white blouse, and her friends were searching for the kitchen. Everyone besides Emily had eaten after the meeting, but they wanted to show her where the kitchen was after they heard her stomach growl loudly. She was still red in the face and holding her stomach. "Are you sure it's this way?" asked Tammy. Will was leading the group. "Yea- no," he answered. Everyone sweat dropped as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Is there something wrong?" said a voice. The group jumped in surprise and turned to find Walter behind them.
"Dude, don't scare us like that!" said Jeremy.
"My apologies Mr. Blake," said Walter.
"Morning Walter," said Emily smiling.
"Good morning Emily," he said.
"Could you show us where the kitchen is?" she asked sheepishly, "I'm kinda hungry."
"More like starving," said Jeremy. A blank index card flew out of Emily's front pocket and circled Jeremy's head. "I forgot you could do that," he said frowning. The index card folded it self into an airplane and started poking him at his sides. "All right, all right, I'll stop with the comments!" he shouted as the others, including Walter chuckled. The plane unfolded itself and flew back into Emily's pocket while she smirked. "This way please," said Walter. The group followed him.
When they arrived at a large kitchen, Walter left them to bring Sir Integra her tea. A few of the household staff were conversing with each other at a table in the corner near the right wall. They stopped when one of them spotted the group then returned to their previous conversation. "That was weird," said Aisha. "Whatever. I'm too hungry to care," said Emily as she headed towards the refrigerator. Her friends sniggered. "What? I am!" she said. She took the ingredients for a simple omelet out of the fridge and headed towards the stove. She asked Will to boil water for her tea and thanked him when he was done.
After Emily ate her breakfast and finished her tea, the group wandered around and found themselves in a largeballroom. There were mirrors covering the wall on one side and long French windows on the other side. A simple glass door led to a beautiful and lush garden outside. A grand piano was on the left side of a small stage. The group found themselves awed as they looked at the ceiling. An enormous glass chandelier hung down the center surrounded by angels and couples dancing across the domed ceiling. "Amazing, I never thought this mansion would have a ballroom," said Tammy.
"Anybody up for a little dancing?" asked Emily.
"Do you think we're even allowed to?" asked Will.
"Well the little booklets we were given said nothing about not being allowed to dance," said Aisha.
"I don't even know how to dance," said Jeremy.
"Then we'll teach you, right guys?" said Emily as she dragged Jeremy to the center of the room. The rest followed.
"So who wants to play the piano?" asked Tammy as she paired up with Will.
"I do, though I would prefer a violin," said Emily. Aisha paired up with Jeremy and volunteered to teach him. Emily sat down on the piano and started playing a few scales as a warm up, while her friends taught Jeremy the basics of dancing.
"I think we should start with the waltz," said Will.
"Alright," said Emily. She tapped her foot to help the others and played a slow waltz. Aisha told Jeremy to count the beat in threes and lead him while he repeatedly counted to three. Both Will and Tammy were already into the waltz and were swirling around the room. When Jeremy was confident that he mastered the slow waltz, they moved onto a faster waltz. By the time they stopped, it was late afternoon. Jeremy had learned how to waltz proficiently and do a little tango.
"Well that was fun," said Emily as she rubbed her fingers and stretched. The others were too breathless to answer and were resting on the edge of the stage. Emily skimmed her eyes around the room and was startled when she spotted the mirror near the doors. It was completely black and covered in red eyes. The moment she blinked it was gone.
'I'm guessing that was Alucard,' thought Emily. 'Correct little angel' Alucard's voice rang through her head. Emily grimaced at the nickname.
'Hey! Keep out of my mind! Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?' she asked, 'and if you're gonna call me names it's either Paper Angel or Angel of Death'
'The latter has already been taken little angel.'
'By who?' Alucard chuckled and Emily felt him leave her mind.
At that moment someone knocked on the doors. Emily snapped out of her reverie and walked towards the doors minding her friends as they laid on the stage. It was Walter who was puzzled about the music coming from the ballroom.
"What are all of you doing here? You missed lunch." he asked.
"Dancing," replied Emily.
"Yeah, it was fun," said Tammy as she and the others approached them.
"Don't you have duties to attend to as in helping the staff with the house work?" asked Walter.
"House work?" said Emily. Both Tammy and Aisha fidgeted.
"Me and Tammy got stuck with the Household Maintenance Division," said Aisha while rubbing her head, "Both Will and Jeremy are in the Investigation Department."
"Everyone agrees with me when I say you're lucky," said Jeremy.
"Trust me, it's not lucky. Ghouls give me nightmares," said Emily shivering.
"As much as I would like to continue this rather interesting conversation," said Walter, "all of you have duties to attend to."
Emily's friends groaned, said goodbye and went their separate ways, leaving Emily alone with Walter. "Emily, if you would please follow me, I have something to show you," he said. Emily sighed and followed Walter begrudgingly as he walked down the hall.
Soon they arrived at a door in the basement. Walter opened it to reveal a weapons workshop. Guns, knives, and swords in many forms littered the room.
Emily followed Walter to a table in the center of the room. On it was a large rectangular case. 'Wonder what's in it.' thought Emily. Walter opened the case and showed Emily its contents. She was speechless. Nestled in red velvet were two handguns with their corresponding cartridges. One was completely black with the Hellsing insignia and "Speak with Death" carved onto its surface in white, while the other was grey with the Hellsing insignia and "Deliver me from thy Wrath" carved onto its surface in black. Walter was pleased with her reaction.
"Meet Raven," said Walter lifting the black gun with his right hand, "and Hermes," he lifted the grey gun with his left hand, "I've been working on these for a few months and just finished them today." He placed them back in their case. "Both are modified Walther P22 handguns and are capable of being wielded by humans. The Raven's cartridges contain twelve 9mm explosive rounds made of pure blessed silver and a hollow core filled with a special explosive our Weapons Department developed. Hermes' cartridges contain twelve 9mm pure blessed silver bullets filled with a quicksilver core. Both use special gunpowder also developed in our Weapons Department and have yet to be tested on the field."
"So you want me to do the testing?" asked Emily excitedly.
"I would be ashamed if you wouldn't," said Walter smiling.
After an hour of explaining how to take care of the guns, it was time for dinner. Emily followed Walter to the cafeteria with her guns in tow. He left her there to deliver Sir Integra her dinner.
Emily walked in and spotted Will waving to her across the room. She zigzagged through the tables of hungry soldiers and other Hellsing personnel to Will's table. The rest of the group was there as well.
"Hi guys," said Emily.
"-Ey –m-lee," greeted Jeremy through a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
"Dude not with your mouthful!" said Aisha.
"Sorry," said Jeremy after he swallowed.
"Hi Emily," said Tammy, "so what's in the case?
"Just some new weapons Walter wants me to try out," said Emily as she sat down. She placed the case beside her.
"Are they guns?" asked Will.
"Yes," answered Emily, "I'll show them to you sometime when it's less crowded though."
Her answer was met with groans of disappointment.
"Fine, after dinner come to the girl's bedroom. There. Happy?" she huffed. Everyone else laughed.
Dinner went by quickly. 'Too quickly' thought Emily. As promised, Emily showed her friends the guns once they got to the girl's bedroom. After they were done admiring the guns, the boys left for their room across the hall.
Later after Tammy came out from the bathroom in her new pajamas a knock was heard. Aisha opened the door and found Walter waiting in the hallway.
"Sorry to bother you all but Emily is to report to Sir Integra's office immediately," he said.
"Um, five minutes please," said Emily from her bed.
"Very well, but hurry. Sir Integra does not like to be kept waiting."
The door was shut and five minutes later Emily emerged in new clothing. She wore the same white blouse with a black tie, herblack gloves with the wires, a long black trench coat, black trousers, and black army boots. The coat was open and revealed many inside pockets. In two of them, on opposite sides were Raven and Hermes.
"Ready," she said.
A/N: Does anybody know what Walter's wires are called?The question'sbeen buggin me ever since I started the story >