Divine Retribution | By : flowers Category: Hellsing > General Views: 2597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Two
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“Sir
Integral?” Seras breathed. The figure’s
head snapped in her direction, moonlight was glinting from the lenses of her
glasses.
“Well it
bloody took you long enough girl, it’s nearly two now,” Integral hissed at her,
Seras snapped up, as if standing at attention.
“Stop that foolishness before you get us ht, ht, come here,” she barked
in a whisper. Seras obeyed and crept
silently up to her.
“You are to
take me to where ever it was you lived before here. I will NOT be a pawn to this ridiculous farce of stripping my
family’s good name from me. Once we
arrive, I will give you further orders,” with that Integral stood and dusted
herself off. Seras was dumbfounded,
what to do next? “Well? Are you going to sit there like a dotard or
take me to your quarters?” she hissed, more than bit agitated. Seras stood and looked at her.
“Do you…
want me to carry you?” she asked sheepishly.
Integral’s eyes shifted into an icy stare.
“Do you
think I can move as swiftly as you halfling?” she whispered. It was Seras’s turn to become annoyed. In quick movement she scooped Integral up
and threw over her shoulder. Seras
found she was surprisingly light.
“Yes sir,
and for the record, I’m no longer a ‘halfling’,” Seras huffed and took to
flight. Integral exhaled loudly in
surprise.
Streets and
lights were passing by at a very inhuman speed ‘I guess she isn’t a halfling
anymore.’ she thought to herself.
Soon enough they were standing before a brown-brick building. Seras put Integral down carefully and began
to fumble for her keys that always stayed in her jacket pocket. In a moment they were inside and Seras began
to climb a set of stairs quietly, Integral followed.
At the
second story Seras pulled her keys out again and unlocked an apartment door. Both slipped quickly inside and Seras locked
the door behind them. Integral began to
familiarize herself with the flat immediately.
She pulled
a small pistol from her jacket and went from room to room, clearing each one,
Seras watchedbstrbstruck and a bit amused.
After Integral was happy that the place wasn’t surrounded she sat the
Walther PPK on a coffee table then removed her outer jacked thd threw it onto
the couch, Seras mused a bit at the size and wear of the small pistol then
started to flip on the main light.
“Are you
mad?” Integral said in her full voice now waving her right hand. Seras froze. “At night in these quarters, as long as I’m here, we will use
small lamps, candles, or nothing is that clear?” Integral stated. Seras swallowed hard, this wasn’t going to
be a cakewalk.
“Yes sir,
I’m sorry,” she squeaked and sat in an armchair to the far side of the couch
where Integral sat. Sighing heavily
Integral removed her glasses to rub the base of her nose. This arrangement was going to grate her
nerves raw. She crossed her legs then
turned to dig in the pocket of her jacket.
“I’m sorry
Officer, this hasn’t been my week.
Excuse my lack of patience,” she said in weary tone and soon found her
cigar case. With a small flash of light
she lit a thin cigar and looked around.
“Well?” she said.
Seras,
intrigued by seeing her master’s master in such a human state completely phased
out for bit, hypnotized by her movements in the dark. She shook her head and sat up straight. “Well… what Sir?” she asked.
“Do you
have any candles or a small lamp? I
can’t see in the bloody dark you know,” Integral barked, this girl was very
daft, she longed for Walter then, she lacked nothing with his ever-observant
presence.
But seeing
this girl breathing and well was very pleasing, she had spirit at least, and
had helped her greatly after undead monster, Incognito, had tried to take many
things from her, including her life.
Seras jumped up and disappeared into a far room, soon returning with a
lamp and four candles.
Integral
smiled slightly. “I didn’t mean an
arsenal, one candle will do for now, you can light the others in the
surrounding rooms if you like, but shut the blinds and keep them froe
we
windows,” Integral said in a softer tone, she shouldn’t be taking her
frustrations out on this girl, especially being a subordinate.
Seras
busied herself with lighting candles in the kitchen and her bedroom then the
bathroom, she felt as if an instructor from police training camp was over for a
long visit, this made her shudder. When
she returned she found Integral standing and removing her boots.
“Would you
like some tea sir? I have some fresh
Ceylon, but nothing spectacular, I come here sometimes and keep up the place a
bit,” she asked sheepishly, Integral began freeing herself from her restrictive
clothing without an upward glance.
“Yes, that
sounds good, do you have cream and the like?” she asked while removing her
cravat in a very non-feminine way, Seras almost laughed at her.
“Yes sir, I
don’t have much by way of food but I think I have some shortbread, sometimes I
prefer coffee and I dip them in for taste…” she was rambling, Integral was now
standing at the Kitchen table, she had removed her neck wrap and now slipped
off her gloves and laid them pristinely down.
Grasping the back of a chair she leaned onto it and hung her head. Seras was at a loss yet again, she looked so
trapped standing like this, Integral was like a noble fallen angel. But one with a sharp tongue.
“Yes, yes
girl, anything sounds fine,” she sighed and seated herself placing her arms on
the table using her hands to obscure her face slightly. Seras put the kettle on then retrieved the
ashtray housing Integral’s cigar from the living room and set it in front of
her. Smiling slightly, Integral picked
up her cigar. “Thank you Officer, ” She
said flatly then inhaled from it deeply.
Seras, not very accustomed to the odour, found it assaulted her senses. She held back a cough and went to retrieve
the china.
“You can
call me Seras if you like, since we will be sharing company for a while I take
it,” Seras chimed with her back turned, not wanting to see the expression on
her commander’s face. She heard a faint
laugh.
“Alright
then Seras Victoria, I suppose you can call me Sir Integra, using the name
‘Hellsing’ in the open may not be wise,” Integra replied. Seras was surprised, she only heard
‘Integra’ used on few occasions, and usually by the soldiers pretending they
were on first name basis. She returned
to table and set out the china with a small plate of shortbread, Integra was
loosening the topmost button of her white dress shirt and looking deep in
thought.
Seras
served the tea and sat back with her own cup.
The tea was not filling, she knew the only thing could satisfy her was
going to be impossible to find in these new conditions, suddenly this worried
her. Integra removed her glasses
completely and sat them on the table then commenced to sip her tea. The bleak light was killing her eyes and she
found removing her glasses helped a great deal.
“I suppose
you are wondering why all this?” Integra asked between sips. Seras nodded solemnly. Integra placed her cup back in the saucer.
“The Round
Table wishes to depose me as head of the organization, strip me of my
knighthood, and leave me like a beggar on the streets, I won’t allow this. This was intrigue from the beginning but I
have yet to use my wild card in this game of cat and mouse,” she spat, Seras
could hear rage in her words and it lit her own spirit aflame. Integra was noble, the most noble among
those crusty old men, this was pure and simple jealousy.
“What shall
we do…?” Seras whispered mostly to herself, Integra shot her icy stare into her
eyes.
“You, girl,
will act as my bodyguard until the final stages of my order have been
completed. This should only take a few
hours at most. These pawns who would be
knights are getting their fill of ‘divine retribution’ as we speak,” Integra
huffed in a ragged voice. “I didn’t
want to resort to this, my noble forefathers endured more, and resorted to this
manner of persuasion on occasion,” She continued with a half-smile. “I can
assure you, your master is most pleased.”
Seras
almost dropped her cup and choked slightly on her tea. She had sent Alucard? This situation was becoming extremely
hairy. Integra looked amused and sat
back resting her right arm on the back of her chair. Seras had only seen her in this manner of dress one time before,
when the bubancy had almost taken her life; looking closer she could see the
faint scars of her self-inflicted wound jagged across her throat. This made Seras twitch and look at the
shaded window, taking her mind off the human sitting across from her.
It seemed
Integra could read Seras’s behaviour and reached for her glasses. After putting the lenses back into place she
studied the young vampire. She showed
much self-control; Walter warned Integra about the blood predicament in their
last, hurried meeting, it had gotten to the point where soldiers were asked to
donate.
“I know
your situation Seras, can I trust you to control your nature long enough for
this order to be finished?” she asked, the young vampire straightened and
looked into her eyes. Integra was
almost fearful of the intensity.
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