Amen :: A Hellsing Tale :: Part 11: Cathedrals
Pip's POV
"Victoria!!!" I woke up, screaming. Was I alive? Where was I??
"You're safe," someone said, answering my thoughts. I spun around to see Sir Hellsing standing quietly in the corner. "How do you feel?"
"Vere iz Victoria?" I demanded, not thinking before shouting out at the woman. She scowled and looked out the large glass window that let the moon's glow pour into the room.
"The Vatican has a hold of her," she began. "Father Anderson sent us this with your body."
She pulled out a small white letter and threw it onto the bed. I picked it up, noticing blood stains.
To whomever may read this,
Under orders of the Vatican and the Pope, I, Father Anderson, have taken Victoria Annalice Hellsing into custody for safety reasons. We have an understanding that Ms. Hellsing has been followed by the Nazi group, Millennium. Until we can identify the reasons for this, Ms. Hellsing will stay in Vatican City.
Sincerely,
Father Anderson
"Zat iz rediculouz!!" I screamed, throwing the damn letter to the floor. I wanted Victoria back, I wanted to know she was safe.
Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my right arm. I looked to see Alucard scowling at me, his nails digging into my skin.
"This is your fault," he growled, digging deeper into my flesh. "You should have been protecting her."
"Alucard, that's enough," Sir. Hellsing spat at the monster. He released my arm and began to fade away into the darkness, as he usually did when he was angry.
Don't think your the only man who cares for Victoria...
Since when were you a man...
The light from the moon poured into the room, as Anderson paced back and forth. You sat on cathedral floor, watching the irritated priest walk back and forth before you. You sighed and looked down at your tied hands, cringing with pain by the tightness. Anderson stopped and looked over at you, staring at the ropes around your hands and feet.
"Are these really necessary?" you asked with a sigh, glancing towards Anderson. He looked away, and walked over to the large cross that hung from the wall. You sighed again and leaned your head back against the stone wall, trying your best to make yourself comfortable.
It had been 2 days since you had been attacked, and things had gotten no better. The only good news you had gotten from Anderson was that Pip was alive and back at the manor.
Suddenly the doors of the cathedral swung open, revealing a tall, slender man with long blond hair, tied back into a ponytail. He wore a suit, but also had a large silver cross around his neck.
"Good evening Madame," the man said to you, bending over to untie the ropes around your hands and feet. "I hope you were not to uncomfortable during your stay."
"I'll be fine once you tell me what the hell is going on," you replied, after he had released the ropes. "But first, who might you be?"
"Bishop Enrico Maxwell, leader of the Vatican Section XIII Iscariot," he answered with a smirk, holding out a hand for you to hold. You ignored it an stood up on your own. "Ahh, just like your mother I see."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you asked in a surprisingly calm tone. Out of the corner of your eye you could see him smirking. He looked over to Anderson and scowled.
"We have work to do, Father." he said, taking your arm and pulling you out of the cathedral. It was raining outside, and in a matter of minutes you were soaked.
After being pushed into a limo, driven into Rome, pushed out of the limo, and shoved into another cathedral, you were about to blow with anger.
"Anderson let me go!" you screamed as he shoved you into a dark room. You took Anderson by the collar and pulled him close. "What is this really about, hmm??"
"The Nazi group Millennium has been following you," he answered, gently pulling away. "You're here for safety reasons."
"That's bullst!!" you screamed at him. He scowled and began to walk away. "Where are you going?"
"To find the truth," he replied, shutting the wooden door, leaving you in complete darkness.
Dammit!!
Alucard's POV
I wanted to drain that Frenchman dry for letting Victoria be stolen away by Anderson. Integra was surprisingly calm about this, unlike Pip and I.
"Something isn't right here," Master had said. "Not right at all."
After a week with no news of Victoria, I grew impatient. I was unable to hear her thoughts, I couldn't locate her. What was happening?
One night, Master finally had news.
"She is being held in Rome," Master said, handing me the directions. She lit another cigar with a sigh. "Find her, Alucard, bring her back."
"I will, my master." I answered, leaving her to find my love. I would find her, no matter what. And when I did, she would be mine, and only mine...