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Omega: We just finished Chapter 1 with a Head-ache to boot
Disclamier: I do not own Hellsing. If I did Seras's brest would stay a constent size.
Disclaimer: If I owned Hellsing I'd force Alucard to make me a vampire as well as be my personal slave , but I'm not one, and he isn't, therefor I do not own Hellsing.
Hellsing: The Twilight
"Alucard!" Integra shouted.
Alucard fazed into the room, "Yes, Master?"
"What is this?" she asked, pointing to a woman in the chair across her desk. She wore a yellow Hellsing uniform that seemed too small for her; said she was English except for her left arm, which was jet black and had small tendrils coming off of it. The only thing that Alucard found interesting was the fact that she wore a bag over head with holes punched out for the eyes.
"It's the police- girl." he said. Grinning, he added on," Though why she's wearing a bag over her head, I haven't the slightest idea why."
A sob escaped the bag as Integra stood up and walked next to Seras, "What in the name of God do you call this then?" She whipped the bag off, showing Seras's face, which was riddled with nasty looking scars.
"My latest masterpiece," He replied his grin widening.
"Alucard, I told you if you ever use my, or anyone else's makeup for your idiotic pranks again, you would be punished."
"And what is my punishment?" He said with a look of extreme amusement on his face.
She stood there thinking of something that would get her that look that she, oh-so, enjoyed.
"Servant." she said in her most commanding voice.
"Yes, Master," he said with a chuckle.
"For the next seven days, you will live, eat, sleep, and carry out missions…as both a girl and Seras's younger sister."
There it was! That look of unrefined horror mixed with pure malice, his eyes seemed to roar, "You can't be serious!" She lived for that look.
"Starting now, Alucard."
His eyes narrowed, but he obeyed anyway; turning into a black mass of shifting darkness and finally settling into a smaller form. When the blackness receded, they were looking at a small teenage girl in a white business suit. Her hair was trimmed to waist length and her bangs to the point just above the eyebrows. Her eyes were a strikingly beautiful scarlet that complemented her pale skin and raven hair. She also wore a scarf that hung from her shoulders and a small, white, furry round-box hat on her head.
"M-Master?" Seras stammered.
"What is it, Police- Girl?" asked the girl in a voice equally as childish as she looked, yet not without the characteristics of a certain Median sewn in.
Please review so I know how much this probally sucked. I think Integra is OOC.