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Hellsing: The Twilight

Chapter Two

"Walter?" Came Integra's voice from over head.

Walter looked up; he had just finished putting a fresh blood packet in the bucket of Seras's room.

"Yes, Miss Integra?"

"I need you to escort Miss Victoria and Alucard to the range, please."

"Yes, Sir." He said it in his usual manner, but inside he was as confused as a kindergadener trying to learn trigonometry. "I might understand Seras," thought the baffled butler, already starting down the hallway towards Integra's office," but Alucard?" He had just touched the door knob when a scream came from the room.

"Kyaaa!" Seras had screamed on the other side.

"Wha- oof," came a strangely familiar voice.

Walter opened the door in a hurry, and in doing so slamming it into the wall so that it left a nice indention of the door knob in the process. What he saw was like a long distant memory, one that threatened to stop his aging heart in its tracks.

"A-Alucard," he stammered, "Is that you?"

Alucard was trying to wrestle Seras off of him, who was nuzzling him like a little girl with a new giant teddy bear, and keep her from getting make-up on his face. He looked up and, noticing Walter, grinded manically.

"Hello, Angle." Ugh. He had such a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Please don't call me that," said Walter slowly regaining himself.

Alucard simply grinned wider, "Okay then, Wally"

Integra cleared her throat and they stopped their pointless banter, "As I was saying Walter take these two down to the training field to recruit a new member." She handed Seras a folder and walked back to her chair. After the whole fiasco with Millennium she had sent out a request for new recruits so far they had gained twenty- seven new men putting the count at 234. However if this person does as well as she hopes she could fire a three- quarters of them and she'd still make up for it.

"Her name is Yami; she lived in America until she was five, and moved to Japan, when a year ago her family was brutally murdered." She stopped to light a cigar and take a deep drag from it, "Ten days after the incident she, in an act of cold-blooded revenge, killed the murderers with her bare hands."

"Um, Sir Integra? Shouldn't she be in jail or something," asked Searas.

"She would if there weren't two special conditions," answered Integra, a grin curling on her lips.

"Oh," chimed in Alucard, by now having long since forgotten his current girly state, though, he did find himself having to fight the urge to point out to Integra that if she wore some makeup, she might have an heir by now, "and what might these conditions be?"

Integra seemed to actually grow slightly sorrowful, "When I said 'Her entire family' I was including her in the count as well."

"So she's a vampire," queried Seras.

"Oh no, I can ensure you that the murderers were very much human, as were any of the people who could have saved her in time. There was absolutely no chance for her to live." As Integra said this, that slight look of sorrow never left her face.

"Then Sir, what exactly is she," Seras said, not noticing how many questions she kept asking.

Integra's face grew a bit more sinister, "She's a ghost," she said as if the answer were blatantly obvious.

The room grew deathly silent, but even so no one save maybe Integra, heard the eerie giggling coming from the darkest corner of the room as a pair of bright, silver eyes looked on.

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