I guess instinct is a key ability in vampirism, because as soon as that hand coiled around my wrist, my body kicked into a motion of its own accord. I threw my lighter into the air, then slammed my hand into my unknown "attacker's" neck, shoving their body against a nearby wall. I held them there tightly as I brought my left foot up, catching the person's wrist under it and pinned it against the wall, holding it there. Once I was satisfied I had them in place, I caught my lighter in mid-dissent and brought it to my lips, striking it and letting it catch the tip of my cigarette on fire. I pulled in a drag as I slipped my lighter back in my pocket, then pulled the stick away from my mouth and looked into the eyes of my "opponent."

It was a man, older than me by a long shot. He was a few inches taller than me probably 5'11", with long slick black hair that was pulled into a tight ponytail at the base of his neck. He was wearing wire-rimmed glasses that had slid down the bridge of his nose. His outfit was clean cut. A white button up long-sleeve dress shirt with a folded down collar that hid the loop of his onyx-black tie. He also wore black button down vest, which the tie was tucked under, and a silver pocket watch chain hanging from an open button loop to his vest pocket. Black trousers, which looked like they were ironed recently, and black dress shoes. He even had gold colored, barber sleeves on above his elbows. The man even had a monocle. I stared at him for a long moment, pulling another drag from my cigarette, before I finally spoke.

"Who are you?" I demanded, glaring at him quietly.

He stared at me, a smirk crossing his rugged but elegant face, "I am Walter C. Dornez, butler to the Hellsing family and former master vampire hunter. And who might you be?"

"Amber Marie Steadman. Newly turned vampire, and eternal assistant to Alucard Hellsing." I murmured staring at him as I pulled another drag off my cigarette.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Steadman. Now could you kindly remove yourself from my person?"

I stared at him for a moment longer then removed my hand and foot from him, stepping back slowly. I watched as he dusted himself off. "Now then, Miss Steadman, Integra sent me down here to see if you had found everything to your liking."

"Did you really have to stop me from lighting my cigarette to do so?" I mumbled, staring at him.

"Do you see an ashtray in this room, Miss Steadman?"

I looked around my room quietly. Damn, he was right. No ashtray in sight. I grumbled and walked into the bathroom, throwing what was left of my cigarette into the toilet before flushing it down. When I walked back into the living room, Walter was sitting ashtrays in various places to accommodate me. I blinked, watching him for a moment then stammered, "H-How did you get those so quickly?"

"Sir Integra is a smoker as well. I tend to keep ashtrays in all rooms, hidden from view until needed. And seeing as you are a smoker, I figured that you would be needing them as well."

"Well that's a relief. I thought you were going to tell me that I had to stop smoking." I said sarcastically.

"Not at all, madam." Walter smiled at me slightly as he finished arranging my living room. "I must say that for a new vampire with no prior fighting skills you did a remarkable job as to detaining me."

I blinked, staring at him for a moment then felt my cheeks beginning to warm slightly, "That was just my instinct kicking in. I didn't even know I could do that."

"Well as I said, remarkable job. I would have to say that Alucard would probably be impressed." Walter winked at me, smiling again.

I smiled back slightly then ran my hand through my hair, watching him. "Could you teach me how to fight?"

"Me? I am just a butler."

"Don't play 'sweet and innocent' with me, Walter. I saw your fighting skills in the anime I used to watch. You were amazing at hand to hand combat, even more amazing with your wires. Please, teach me how to fight. I need to train and you are probably the best fighter in this building, aside from Alucard." I stared at him, setting my jaw. Alucard said the old anime was extremely accurate and I was holding him to it.

Walter watched me for a moment then grinned. "Very well. Meet me at the end of this hallway in thirty minutes. We shall begin your training immediately."

"Thank you, Walter." I smiled at him as he walked out of the room, then flopped down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.

It took me a few moments to realize that I had never taken my headphones out of my ears and that the music was still playing. I still had a perfectly calm conversation with Walter and could hear him, clear as a bell. This hearing ability was fucking awesome.

I lounged around until I felt thirty minutes had passed then I walked out of my room and down the hallway to the beginning of the stairway. I paced the hallway for about five minutes when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Quickly, I spun around on my heel and blinked, looking around. Was this some sort of joke? There wasn't a soul in this hallway except for me. Steeling myself, I took a slightly crouched stance and waited. The tap came on the back of my shoulder once more, but this time I was ready. I struck my hand over my shoulder and gripped the wrist of my annoyance and slung them up into the air and over my head. Once they were directly above me, I grabbed their shirt and spun the person into an upright position before setting them on the ground gently. I made sure they were able to stand on their own before I released the shirt and stepped back.

Walter grinned at me widely, straightening his shirt out. "Very well done. But if I was an actual attack, I do insist that you do not hesitate into slamming them into the floor."

"If I hadn't recognized your scent I probably would have." I grinned back, pushing my hair out of my face.

"We will only train for two hours today, seeing as you have not slept yet. But I expect you ready to train every night from here on out. Do we understand each other?"

I nodded quietly, shifting myself into a relaxed position. Walter was easy to get along with and I liked that a lot. It was hard to find someone so easy to talk to. He stepped to the side and pushed open a door on his right, motioning for me to go in. I nodded then walked into the room, looking around. Let's just say that I didn't expect to see what I did.

The room was a lot like a work out gym. Complete with a large fighting mat area, all sorts of work out equipment, and a swimming pool. All in one gym! I stared around the room for a few more seconds as Walter walked around my immobile body. He saw my face and grinned widely.

"Not what you were expecting, I suppose?" He said, his smile growing larger.

"N-Not at all…." I stammered looking up at him.

"Well, come on. We'll get started." He walked over to fighting mat, then motioned for me to come over with a wave of his hand. I walked over silently, and positioned myself with my feet apart, staring at him. He nodded slightly at my presumed stance then started walking towards me slowly.

Without a seconds notice he brought his fist out, swinging for my head. I leaned back, barely dodging the blow then I slammed my hand into his chest, sending him across the mat. I was getting ready to walk towards him and help him up, when I heard a metallic twang. The bastard somehow hooked my hand in his wire. He tilted his head up grinning at me as I watched him twitch his wrist. I found myself hanging about five feet off the ground about 5 seconds later. I heard a cackle sound in the room and watched as the red clad vampire fazed through the floor.

"You seem to me losing, my dear." The Nosferatu chuckled, grinning up at me.

"Yeah, yeah. Give me a minute." I groaned, looking up at the ceiling, then I reached up, grasping the thin cord and yanked on it hard, sending Walter into the air. Quickly, while it grew slack, I brought it up to my teeth and snapped it in half, dropping to the floor on my feet. My tongue burned a little and I could see a pale scar forming where the chord had been after I ripped it off. "Silver?" Walter nodded. "I had always figured the 'Angel of Death' had used those, but thank you for validating that for me fully." I walked up to Walter and held a hand out to him. He grasped it and I pulled him to his feet.

"Bringing me to my back in a single blow was equally amazing, Miss Steadman. I am starting to wonder if I should even train you seeing as your 'instincts' know how to fight so well." I could feel my cheeks turning warm as I felt crimson eyes boring into the back of my head.

"Yeah, well. It's better to fully know what I'm doing then let instinct kick in every time." I smiled slightly watching Walter. He nodded smirking back.

"I agree with your logic. Shall we continue?" I watched Alucard walk around us slowly.

I nodded, steeling myself as I couched down into my former battle stance. "Let's do this."

And another chapter has come and gone. Seven more to go before I have to start writing on it again. Thank you for the review I received earlier. I am going to continue posting these chapters because of you. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well. As I reread it I couldn't believe what I had written. I had to tweak the chapter some, but it basically the same. Hope you all enjoy it. Review! Later lovelies.

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