Source of Food

Chpt 7

The Roar

The Hellsing Manor was completely in a mess. The soldiers gathered around the barrack abruptly. They chattered loudly with no concern to practice or to do anything. In normal circumstances, they would have been punished violently by Integra. But it was not a normal situation; there wasn't Integra to punish them.

"She was killed by the vampire." Said one.

"No, it was that catholic priest who killed her." Said another.

"Are you guys blind? She's alive! They turned her into a vampire, so she shouldn't die easily!" The one who said this was a new troop who had a crush for his lady boss. He didn't see what had happened before, but he believed she will be okay.

"Yeah, this dude's right. The man in red won't let his master dead. He's a monster, though, he's her monster, and he will get her back."

"Yeah! The Lady boss will be okay!"

And they moved back to their position, as if the Hellsing leader's there, ready to give them her wrath if hey disobeyed her. All the while, Ceras saw it all with her tearful red eyes. It touched her somehow, how strong the faith they had for Sir Integra, and it also slapped her for her faith wasn't as strong as theirs.

"But the man in red isn't here." She whispered in silent. She had contacted Alucard for times, and it seemed that he was too far to accept her calls. She was so afraid, not only for how would Alucard punish her if he find out she had left Integra, but also about Integra's condition.

It was barely at dawn, yet the troops hadn't back to sleep or do any morning routine. They were preparing them selves to a battle. They believe that they will be in a mission soon to free the Lady Boss. The maids and the other staffs realized the condition and they stayed at the Manor as well. Ceras watched them with thankful eyes.

It was Walter who needed more attention anyway. He phoned all the family contacts to prepared them selves and called Sir Island to tell him the situation, and the queen. He begged them to talk with the Vatican so they will obey the pact and give Integra back.

"It was this which made Integra got caught!" He said in frustration with the document in his hand. He had lost his manner as a high class English butler. He had insisted the queen to go to Vatican all by him self to get Integra back. But his idea was rejected and it made him more frustrated. It was the third day the Vatican have Integra. But until today, they haven't called them to say anything, or to demand anything to pay her back.

He had prepared him self to go to Vatican. He knew it was crazy, but he couldn't stay there calmly while he knew for sure that Integra was in a danger right in the hand of those hypocrites Catholic. He was going to turn on the chopper when Ceras stopped him tearfully.

"Walter! You know it's going to be a suicide act! Don't fool your self! Who will get her back if you're dead?" She said with clenched teeth and threw him out of the chopper. After that, he kept in line with Sir Island and the queen. He kept the document in secret and decided to reveal it to the queen and the knights if the Vatican demands it as a payback.

But still, Walter couldn't keep his mind away from torturous chambers that he imagined they use to torture Integra, his little girl. Good God! How if they found out that she's a vampire? They'll kill her! Why don't they just come and take this cursed document away instead take Integra as a host? What should we do? Where's Alucard? Can't he feel that his master's in danger? WHERE THE HELL IS THAT FILTHY VAMPIRE?

"Call that master of yours, Ceras! It won't happen if that damn vampire didn't turn her!" He ordered Ceras for the –God only knows how much–time. Ceras was going to tell him that it still won't happen if he didn't turn her, and that she won't do anything if he didn't turn her. But she kept her wish to argue and tried once more time to call her master.

Master, can you hear me? Can you hear me? Please, hurry up home if you can hear me, Sir Integra needs you.

Still, no answer, and there was no sign that he got the message either. Ceras looked at Walter in pain as she had nothing better to tell him.

"Umm… Calm down Walter, there's nothing we can do right now but to wait. Have faith in her. Sir Integra had defeated death twice, and what had happened twice will happen again." She said, took a quote from her favorite book. She had insisted him to take a rest since the old butler –just like her –hadn't slept since the night Sir Integra left. At first, Ceras was so shocked when she saw Walter with alcohol and cigar. Well, he needed them to keep his mind work properly.

Walter sighed heavily when he heard that, and nodded and sat down. Both of them stay still in silent for the rest of the day, only to get some calls from the queen and Sir Island.

"The Vatican said nothing about her. They kept saying all they did just destroying criminals from their territory. They give no sign that they have Integra with them." Sir Island said in uneasy tone in the last call.

Walter looked like going to faint when he heard this. Ceras was already aware of it, and came closer to catch him. But Walter ran outside with his gloves and strings ready.

"I'll get her. You may come if you want." He told Ceras as he prepared more weapons.

"But Walter, the queen –"

"The queen has nothing to do with me. I'm not working for the queen. I'm working for Hellsing, for Integra Wingate Hellsing. Her father entrusted her to me!"

Ceras was going to stop him when suddenly the temperature got lower drastically.

"Master!" Ceras called in high hope.

"Still awake, Police Girl? Ah, I see you and Angel of –" His face was pushed to his side by the punch of the old butler. A second later, Walter already had Alucard's collar in his hands and pulled Alucard's face to the level of his.

"They get Integra! Your damn priest friend GETS HER!" He said furiously. Alucard blinked once as he heard this and pushed Walter aside. The room got darker and suddenly Alucard was no longer in his normal outfit. The scarlet trench coat was gone, and the glasses and hat as well, left him only with his straight jacket. Dark tendrils were produced by his shadows behind him. He opened his jaws largely and showed his sharp canines as a very huge roar brought every thing –the living things, and the dead things –in the manor into great tremble.

"MY MASTER!"

The roar made every one in the Manor realize that the man in red how ever, already aware of the situation. No one dare to interrupt that monster which was irritated like that, so they kept in their post and praying so the monster wont do anything destructive around there. The maids heard this too, and gathered in shock, started to believe that there's a monster in the manor. Years later, they will be gossiping the huge and terrible roar they heard that day, which sounded like a hurt beast.

Even the toughest troop trembled by the great roar which shook everything around. Some of them already knew about Alucard, they knew who and what he is. Some of them even believed that the man in red had a special feeling toward the Lady Boss. And the roar told them that any one who separated his beautiful master from him will regret what they'd done. But the rest of the troops only got one important message from the roar; there will be something terrible by the wrath of the monster. So they kept in silent, enjoying the long and huge irritated roar by Alucard.

"Don't wake her up yet, Yumi!"

"I won't! I'm just going to see her. She's the Hellsing leader! I really want to see how she looks like. Don't you want to know?"

"Well, I do, but if Father Maxwell find us out he will –"

"That's why we have to be careful so he won't find us out. Okay?"

"Just a minute then."

"I'm promise, Heinkle, just a minute."

Yumi opened the metallic door and gasped in surprise. She had imagined that the ice queen of Hellsing was a middle aged woman and had permanent strict expressions on her face. She was wrong. There, across that sublevel room, in the jail, laid a beautiful young woman. She has long bright platinum hair, which shined in that jail. Her skin was honey colored, very contrast with the white gown she was wearing. In general, she looked like a nymph in the fairy tale; so vulnerable yet mythical in grace.

For some moments, neither Yumi nor Heinkle could talk. They spent their time to enjoy the beauty captive in front of them. At first, they had imagined that she had breathed in her sleep, yet they were wrong. She was a vampire and already dead, so she didn't need any breathe.

The mythical creature was laid on a tiny bed inside the jail. Every thing inside that room was painted white and clean. It was a special jail with disinfectant and cameras on every corner at the ceiling. There was nothing more then the tiny bed inside the jail. Everything was white without stain, and the only colors beside white were just her honey color skin and long platinum hair.

"Good Lord, she's beautiful." Said Yumi, holding her breathe. Heinkle nodded in silent beside her.

"Yes, she is." Said a voice. Yumi and Heinkle turned in shock just to find Anderson behind them.

"So –sorry Father. We didn't mean to –to disturb her or anything. We're just curious, and we –" Bubbled Yumi in hurry but was cut by Heinkle.

"Yumi was curious and forced me to see her." Said Heinkle and pointed at the sleeping figure in the jail nerveously.

"It's okay. She's so weak any way. It seems that she was exhausted somehow, and a newborn vampire shouldn't across the moving water unless inside the coffin with its homeland dirt. It's a mercy from the Lord that she's able to regenerate the wounds." Said Father Anderson. It even hadn't been a day since he brought that Hellsing to Vatican, though she looked so weak.

"What does that protestant country say about this?" Asked Heinkle.

"Father Maxwell deals with them. He's brilliant in arguing things. He said we're just did our job; to finish a vampire criminal from our territory. Well, he should, since it will be trouble some if they find out about the document." Answered Anderson as he pulled out a blood pocket from his coat.

"So, what should we do about her?" Asked Yumi, still enchanted by the mythical grace of the sleeping Hellsing.

"Keep her here until Father Maxwell finds a way to reassure them not to disturb us with the document." Anderson said firmly and come closer to the jail.

"In your dream, Father Anderson." The firm voice from that vulnerable body surprised the three of them.

"You're awaken, Sir Integra Hellsing." Said Anderson coolly.

"Hellsing will never surrender even though they have to loose their leader."

"Leader? How a vampire destroys vampires?"

"You should know how. Don't you see how Alucard do that? And no longer, he also will destroy a certain priest." Said Integra as she rose slowly.

"Your vampire will be back in three days. We have plenty of time to deal for our necessities."

"It's only three days. Sure you don't think you can torture me to have me help you, Father Anderson."

"No, I don't. But what about your subordinates?"

"They won't."

"We'll see. Three days isn't a short time in worry, Lady Hellsing."

Consumed by anger, Integra stood up and grasped the jail, only to find it burned her skin. She pulled her hands in pain and stumbled backward. What on earth made her feet so lame even they couldn't properly kept her body up?

Anderson chuckled, while Sister Yumi shrieked in worry.

"You should learn your place, Hellsing. They're made of silver, and you've been sent through the running water. Doesn't it tell you something?" And Anderson chuckled again.

"And we won't torture you. Your state will torture you even more, vampire." He said as he pushed a pack of medical blood through the jail and left her. Heinkle followed him outside. Yumi looked at her in worry before she left. Suddenly she stopped and turned to Integra with blushing face.

"Nice to meet you, Lady Hellsing." She said and quickly went outside and closed the metallic door.

Integra sighed. She had Ceras in Hellsing, and obviously, the 13th section of Vatican had the same girl. By the way, she realized that she wasn't in her clothes. She was in a simple sleeveless white gown. The skirt reached her knee. It made me her blushed and quickly she checked her underwear and sighed in relieve since they were hers.

She tried to concentrate to observe things around. Her sigh were bad without the glasses, but she could tell that there were some cameras at the corner. She laid back by her side. She felt so tired, exhausted, and felt no strength inside her body. She glanced at the medical blood, and sighed again. It had been three days since the last time she had blood from Alucard. And it seemed that came across the running water really drained her energy. Damn it! She cursed in her head.

Alucard will be back in three days. She had to keep alive until that time. No matter what. But her hunger of blood surely gonna kill her first. She tried to sleep, but the pain never stopped and just getting stronger. It seemed that the gravity was so cruel and pulled her body hard down. So she kept lying there until the next day. She could tell that a day was passed since that Sister came back again.

"Excuse me, Lady Hellsing. Are you okay? Here's your blood." She said in kind way and pushed a pack of medical blood through the jail.

Yumi was concerned by the Lady Hellsing condition. She didn't drink her blood, and she was already weak. She was lying on the bed by her side. Her platinum hair spread all along her slim frame. Her arm hanged at the edge limply. So fragile, so vulnerable, yet so beautiful. God, she's so beautiful!

"Are you trying to kill your self? You can't! You're a Christian, you should know that we shouldn't –" Her protest was cut by Integra.

"Who's change my clothes? Don't tell me it was Father Anderson or Maxwell!" She said slowly, but firmly.

"Uh… I think no, since he was a good priest. Oh, I remembered, he asked Sister Marie to buy some clothes for you. It must be her." That's why Father Maxwell grumbled about cost to Father Anderson. The gown was silk, maybe it was what irritated him.

"Well, here I bring your blood. Why don't you drink your blood, Lady Hellsing?" She asked curiously.

Yumi heard a low murmur from her.

"Sorry?"

"It is Sir Hellsing." She whispered lowly.

"Oh, all right then. I'll call you Sir Hellsing. Umm… Sir Hellsing, could you please pass me the old blood?" She asked her politely. She had been ordered not to leave anything unimportant inside the jail.

Integra pulled her self up from the bed. She stepped on the cold white tiles firmly. All of the sudden, when both of her feet already grounded on the floor, she fell. She cursed in pain. It's not really the pain, but the weakness which possessed her body which made her felt so desperate.

"La –Sir Hellsing! Are you all right?" Yumi was already panic.

Integra murmured again. She was in front of the enemy for God sake! And those damn cameras took every picture. So vulnerable! She was Integra Wingate Hellsing. She shouldn't show any weakness to any one. She forced her body up and threw her self on the bed and one again lying limply there.

"It's okay. You don't have to change the blood. I won't drink it in anyway." She said in a whisper and closed her eyes, wishing to save any energy in her body.

"Stay here, I'll call Father Anderson and Father Maxwell." And with that Yumi left her.

'Stay here' she said? Do I have another choice? Geez she's too similar with Ceras. What happen now in England? Do they still fight the vampires? Or do they form a special force to find her? Where's Alucard? Has he back? What would he do if he knows that I was caught?

Questions stroke her mind like bombs, and it made her weakness consume her body even more.

"Why don't you drink your blood?" Said Anderson as he stepped into the room.

"Don't mind her. She's just sulking." Followed him was Maxwell.

"I'm so worry about her. Look at her!" Yumi whispered in worry, as if scared to wake her up.

"Leave me." Integra said firmly with her closed eyes.

"See? She's all right. Just leave her." Said Maxwell ignorantly and left them. "Come on!" And he called Anderson and Yumi.

"You better don't think we have pity for vampires." With that Anderson left her. Yumi was hesitated whether she should left or not. At last, she left and wished her a good night before she closed the door.

That night, she couldn't sleep at all. Weakness made her pitied her self. She fell sleep countless time, before awaken in times. Exhausted, she didn't aware that someone is going to surprise her that night. She didn't awaken when someone opened the door.

A/N: Okay, if you review this chapter, please tell me whether you want her with Anderson or with Maxwell. Privately, I want her with Anderson. Please tell me what you think about the story. Okay?

Thanks to: InkDeath and Dhanton and James Birdsong, and Coletta.

NB; Sorry for the bad grammar.