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The Definition of Monster	By : DeathbyKonami Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 2530 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Integra might just be onto something, his body was absolutely exhausted. He reclined back in his throne, hands folded in his lap, head leaned back with his eyes closed, and he felt every bit his age. Who would have known killing oneself could be so tiresome. Not to mention hunger inducing, he turned his head to the right, and on the table sat a metal pail.
Alucard reached over to grab the first bag, surprised at the warm state. Usually when he received the bags they were still cold, every drink tasting stale and of the plastic it was held in.
He finished the first one quickly and reached in for the second, and felt three instead of one. Not only was the blood nice and warm, but he had been given four instead of two. Someone was being very considerate tonight, and upon looking around the room they were indeed, very considerate.
The room was devoid of the thirty year layer of dust he had expected. The main chamber had clearly been taken care of, and only one person would think to do that. The same person whose voice had carried him through the years.
When his mass killing had begun he had heard two voices. The stern authority of his Master had hung on for awhile, but it was the melodic voice of his fledgling which had stayed with him from start to finish. The same woman who carried him though the massacre, had also been handling his affairs here.
"She's grown, not only that, but she has exceeded my expectations... The question is, how far."
He had expected her to grow in his time away, what he had not expected was the amount she would. Her power was magnificent for someone of her young age, and in his absence, she had become the vampire he always wanted her to be. He had thought his absence would be a setback in her development, and boy had he been wrong. Her shadows could be felt throughout the whole house, monitoring, wrapping around every surface as unseen eyes.
"I will have to test her. See for myself just how far she has come."
He breathed in deep, the dank scent of the basement filling his lungs, as well as the unexpected, but not unwelcomed scent of his fledgling.
"I always did love the scent of Jasmine on a woman. I'll have to ask her how often she visited, not that I mind to much." He mused as he closed his eyes.
The sun was still a few hours away, but he could not help the pull he felt to rest. Sleep took him effortlessly, his body being lulled to sleep by the comforting darkness of his chambers.

" I will not hold, you have transferred me to every department at least TWICE! Now I need to talk to the Mission Coordinator, and I refuse to be transferred or put on hold any longer, at the very least put Amethyst Stevens on the phone, she knows who I am and will get me to the right depar-"
"Please hold while you transferred to another department."
"BLOODY HELL!"
Seras was not a happy camper. For two hours she had been transferred to every person at the AHO besides the person she was trying to contact.
"It's all that dimwits fault, if she hadn't broken her phone none of this would be happening, I would be able to get a hold of her to relay information, and she would be able to set up this damn appointment. But nooo, she has to break her phone and make everything harder on me."
All said while banging her head on her desk.
"Damnit, why can't the Americans do anything right, those burger loving, shotgun toting, redneck pieces of-"
"Hmph Hm"
In her frustration Seras had not realized, the line had already been transferred, and unlucky for the person of the other end, it was not the right department.
"Hello, ummm who am I speaking to?" Embarrassment flooding each word.
"This is Nancy... with Financing, how may I-"
Seras had, had enough.
"No NO NO, I'm done, please have a great fucking rest of the night."
The phone was then slammed into the receiver, after which Seras winced and picked it back up to see if it worked. It was a little quieter than before, but lucky for her still worked.
"Busy day huh Mum."
Seras lifted her head to see James taking a seat across from her.
James was a good fellow. Fair skin, sandy hair, medium build, light green eyes, and a smile that set any woman's heart aflutter, any woman, except herself. He's nice, a bit pervy, but good to talk to when days were slow. Not to mention, he was a fine leader. The only other captain besides herself in Hellsing, and one of the only people who could talk to her without seeming at least a little on edge. Pip was also on that short list, but didn't count as he was apart of her.
"It has been horrible. I woke up early at four o'clock so I could get ahold of Camilla, we worked out a schedule where she can come here next month, and then I tried to-"
"Wait Wait Wait." James hands flew to in front of him, "Camilla is coming here."
After the zeppelin incident, a few other countries decided to set up their own Organizations to battle the undead. The United States, France, Japan, Germany, Sweden, and Russia. Camilla Sinclair being a Captain of the French Sister Organization. Hellsing was the only one willing to hire vampires in their employment.
"Don't buy a passport just yet. Yes Camilla is coming here this year for quarterly training, she won't be here long, only two nights. I'm sure the great Captain of Unit 2 can handle that right?"
James gave a thoughtful look, stood up, and pulled out a booklet, which turned out to be his passport.
"Which days will she here." He said while opening the Passport like he was taking note.
Seras threw her pen at him, hitting him in the upper arm as he turned to dodge, not that it was easy for him dodge in the cramped office.
"She's insane, completely and totally insane. Even for a woman."
His face broke out in a grin, as she dead panned.
"Really, you know I could easily show you crazier."
His smile became mischievous, telling Seras she was about to hear something perverted leave his mouth.
"Oh, really. Just how crazy we talkin here because I'm all in as long as it doesn't involve jumper cables and a saddle."
Seras wanted to rebuke, but could not do more than look at him with curious, yet concerned eyes.
"Trust me you don't wanna know, but I will tell you it took a week for me to get the frizz out of my hair."
Seras could do nothing but laugh as he waved and walked out the room. Half sure what he had said was rubbish, and half concerned it was true knowing him.
She continued on her paper work for another half hour, till the clock to her left chimed seven. Seven o'clock meant it was time to eat, and it also meant it was time to bring dinner to her Master. A job she was excited, yet apprehensive about doing.
Walking down the hall to the kitchen she pulled a pail out from the pantry, and filled it with hot water. The steam billowing up on to her face, heating her cheeks. She then grabbed four blood bags out of the Industrial fridge, the cold air prickling her skin. She set two of the blood bags into the hot water, and drank the other two for herself. Shrinking back at the strong taste of plastic, usually she warmed her blood, so the taste of the blood would overpower the stale taste of plastic. But today she didn't have the patience to wait for her meal to warm up, so she dealt with the low quality taste chilled blood.
After she finished she felt the packets in the pail, deciding they would be the perfect temperature by the time she walked to Masters chamber. So with an anxious smile, she grabbed the pail, and started the trek to the lowest level of the basement.

Alucard awoke slowly, sleep wanting to tug him back into its dark embrace, and he would have let it to, if he didn't hear the light footprints of a certain fledging coming his way. Alucard awoke completely by the time the blonde had reached his door, he could see in his mind's eye her small hand raising to knock on the door.
"You can enter Seras, promise I don't bite, much"
Seras was taken aback by the use of her name, so used having the name Policegirl grace his lips. Seeing as the room was still sealed shut, she fazed through the door, meeting the gaze of her amused Master.
"I see you learned to faze your body through objects."
Seras walked to her Master picking up the empty pail from the night before and replacing it with the new one. Dipping her hands in she pulled the packets out, drying them off on her skirt before placing them on the table beside her Master.
He reached his hands out grabbing the first one, and when it was drained picked up the second one to consume as well.
"Yes I learned to faze through objects shortly after, your leave. I have also learned to turn my body to mist, bats, shadows, a wolf, as well as my familiar."
Alucard was slightly taken aback, he had expected she had learned the first four, but learning a familiar was one even experienced vampires had trouble with. It took great meditation to learn what ones familiar was in the first place, and the average age of one to turn into theirs was in their fifties and sixties, twice her own age.
"show me."
Seras looked at her master, giving a smile of delight. Within seconds her body was covered in shadows, emerging not as herself, but as a white fox.
Alucard couldn't help but laugh. It made sense she was a fox, as his own was a dog. Both belonging to the family Canidae.
"Master, why exactly are you laughing?"
She swished her tail from side to side, her small right paw coming up to itch her snout.
"Change back now." He said with a wave of his hand, smile not leaving his face.
Within seconds she was back into her normal body, clothes slightly ruffled, but otherwise fine.
Alucard sat back in his throne, hands coming up like a steeple to his chin, eyes deep in thought.
"From what I can see, she is far above a normal vampire of her age, then again she is not your everyday vampire, I must see her in battle before I can see the full measure of how far she has come, from their I can start molding what is left to shaped."
"Master, is there anything else you wish for me to do?"
He looked up meeting her eyes. Eyes that mimicked his own, he could just imagine the swirling dark tones of bloodlust within them now, Hells fire reflected from their depths.
"That is all for now."
She bent down to grab both pails, putting the empty packets into them. Alucard reached out, hand going under her chin. He lifted her head, eyes meeting his.
"One more thing, from now on you do not have to knock when bringing my meals. I can sense you coming down the hall before you reach the door, if I wish for you to wait I'll tell you before you enter. Now run along, we'll resume your assessment upon our next mission."
His hand left her chin, stroking up her cheek before going back to its previous steeple position.
Seras had to catch her bearings, the action taking her by surprise, and then walked to the exit with the pails in tow. She was shocked, her Master had just shown something other than distaste towards her, did this mean he was finally proud of her, at least a little.
She stopped at the door and turned back to her Master.
"Umm Master,... I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to say this yesterday, but it is nice to have you back Master."
Alucard looked on with his perpetual expression of mirth.
"And it's nice to be back"
Seras nodded her head, and having nothing else to say, fazed through the door to start her trek back up.
Alucard leaned back, his lungs filling with the familiar scent of Jasmine.
He frowned, why had he allowed her such freedom. Even he was taken aback with himself. He let it slide, seeing it as a whim of his, and reached down to grab a bottle of Wine.
Half way through pouring his first glass, he paused, cursing himself lowly.
"Damn, I was so surprised earlier, I forgot to tease her about my chambers... oh well, guess I'll have to catch her off guard and bring it up later."
He finished pouring, and brought the glass up to his lips.
"Yes, I'll have to do just that."
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