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Hellsing: Coat of Arms	By : KDKB Category: Hellsing > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: The Proposal

            A few hours later, her office was empty, its file-laden desk still mostly untouched. Finding herself overwhelmed by the massive stacks of paperwork she had no idea how to complete, Anna had decided to place her calls on hold and make her way to the sublevels for a much needed break. The stark white walls of the fencing hall seemed warm and inviting compared to the stale interior of her mother's office, and she found herself enjoying the pounding of her heart and the sweat on her brow as she carefully guided herself through her footwork exercises. This had, after all, been one of the few activities she and her mother had enjoyed together, and the comfort of the familiar made it easier to forget.

            However, eventually she found herself tiring, and she was forced to return to reality. Perfectly executing the final step of her routine, she heaved a heart-heavy sigh and lowered her foil, tucking it under her arm as she pulled off her mask and shook out her long golden hair.

            "That was quite...invigorating," came a voice from across the room. Anna whirled around to find Seiryu standing in the shadows of the corner, blue eyes fixed cheerfully but mischievously on her slender frame. "I would almost call it...arousing."

            Anna narrowed her eyes. "How long have you been there?" she demanded, feeling a slight flush stain her cheeks.

            "Since you were donning your gear," he replied with a grin.

            Suppressing the urge to fling her helmet at his head, she made a face and stalked over to the table next to the wall, throwing her gear down on the surface and grabbing her waterbottle from the corner. “You should have said something,” she grated. “Standing there watching me without my knowledge is just...strange.” She flicked her gaze across his slender frame, then gave him a lopsided smile. “Or were you afraid I would ask you to join me?”

            He gave a courteous bow. "I make a point not to engage ladies in games of war.” He returned her incredulous look with a small smirk. "My lady is no exception, no matter her skills."

            She set down her drink long enough to return her foil and fencing gear to their hooks on the wall, then scooped the bottle back up and moved across the room to stand before him, giving him what she hoped was her most condescending glare. "And why is that?" she asked, finishing her water.

            "I find they present little challenge." Brushing a strand of brown hair out of his eyes, he flashed her a crooked smile. "But to be fair, I was quite impressed by my lady's form. It is no wonder you are feared by your prey."

            She chuckled in spite of herself. "My mother was a great teacher, and only hired the best to teach me when she found herself unable to tend to my lessons."

            "Ah yes, Sir Integra..." Seiryu folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against the wall, a look of nostalgia with a hint of a sneer on his handsome face. "She was indeed a most...formidable foe."

            "Fight her a time or two yourself, did you?" she asked, watching him carefully.

            "Not the dame herself," he replied, his voice growing dark. "Her dog."

            "Ah...you must be referring to Alucard. Although... I'm not so sure he would appreciate the likes of you referring to him as such."

            "Whatever he chose to call himself, a dog is exactly what he was: a miserable excuse for a creature of the night that enslaved himself to humans simply to be used as a puppet of war." Cocking his head to the side, he added, "Besides, how would you know? The fool was dead long before you were born."

            "My mother spoke of him often enough."

            "Your mother was subject to a very prominent bias," he snorted. "After all, love makes imbeciles of even the most intelligent people."

            “My mother? In love with a vampire?" She snorted a laugh. “Hardly. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go clean up."

            Before she could turn and head for the door, Seiryu reached out and laid a heavy hand on her shoulder, turning her back to face him. "This is not a matter to be taken lightly," he said darkly. "Your mother's rash decision to resurrect the vampire king was what sparked the war between London, the Vatican and the last battalion. Had she left him in that cellar, millions upon billions of lives would have been spared." A sneer curled his lip. "But I'm sure she never mentioned any of that."

            Her lip twisted in mild disgust, and she shrugged his hand from her shoulder. "I don't know about any of that. However, I do know that if she hadn't released Alucard when she did, she would have been killed and her wretch of an uncle would have become the head of the Hellsing organization. Besides, in all likelihood, Millennium probably would have attacked London anyway, and Hellsing would have been nearly defenseless."

            "The Major had a personal vendetta against Alucard, and Alucard alone, stemming from 50 years prior when Hitler first rampaged across Europe. Millennium, the Vatican, and even your mother's own butler and protector, Walter, all collaborated to bring down one monster of a man."

            "The Major was a warmonger who merely wished to continue what his Fuhrer started years ago. Either way, I don't really want to debate what would have happened; no amount of speculation can change the past."

            "It matters if you are planning to try to find Alucard," Seiryu growled. "Is that how you plan to face the threat at hand?"

            "That's none of your concern," she snapped. “Now, are you going to get out of my way, or do I have to call the guards?”

            Before Seiryu could reply, a soft knock came at the door, followed by Seras venturing a soft, "Anna..?"

            She turned her gaze to the door, relieved by the sudden interruption. "Ah, Seras. Do you need something?"

            Noticing Seiryu standing in the corner of the room, the draculina's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. However, she managed to shake off whatever thoughts darkened her gaze and returned her attention to Anna. "There are, ah, just a few matters that require your attention. Nothing immediate, but I figured you would like to get them finished before your meeting with the Queen this afternoon."

            Seiryu raised an eyebrow, and then offered a stiff bow to Anna. "I would, of course, be happy to escort you, given the current circumstances," he offered.

            "No no, I assure you, I am certain I will be able to handle things,” Seras said hurriedly. “After all, these matters are much too mundane for a man of your...uh...status.” <Anna, I really believe you should insist on leaving him behind,> she thought to Anna, keeping her eyes trained on Seiryu with forced cheerfulness. <There is a...person...who has requested an audience with you and wishes that you come alone.>

            She nodded to her subordinate. <Understood.> "Seras is right, Seiryu. There is no need for you to come as well. We shall be fine." She headed towards the door. "Seras, I'm going to shower. I will, however, be ready in one hour, and I will meet you in my mother's...I mean...my office." Brushing past Seiryu, she started for the door.

            Muttering a noncommittal sound of agreement under her breath, Seras held the door open for her master, and then followed her out. <I really think you should attend to this matter immediately,> she urged, red eyes flicking a furtive glance over her shoulder. <This man claims to have information...about Alucard.>

            Anna's eyes darted to her subordinate. Despite her obvious reservations about her new companion's intentions, his ominous words still echoed through her mind. <...I see. Where is he?>

            <I directed him to your office.> Seras cast her a sidelong look. <However...it was quite strange, sir. He looked human enough, but I sensed something was off about him. Additionally, while he asked that your meeting be kept private, he was adamant that Seiryu, specifically, would not be present. I assured him he would not be, but I couldn't help but wonder...why?>

            <Maybe we can find that out. He may have wanted it private but I want you there regardless.> She stopped at the door to her office, hesitating with her hand on the knob as she turned once more to her friend. <Do you think this is another dead end?>

<I can only dare to dream.> The young vampiress' eyes were fixed on Anna's, yet they seemed to look straight past her. It had been so long since her master had disappeared...   She shook her head, clearing it of those pesky, lonesome thoughts. It was foolish to hope. "Let's just go in," she said aloud, hoping to alert their 'guest' to their presence so he could prepare himself for the meeting at hand.

            Anna nodded, then pushed open the door, scanning the room for her guest. "You asked to see me?" she said casually, walking over to the desk and silently taking her seat.

            A man dressed head to toe in black emerged from the shadows. Long black hair framed a sharp, dark-complected face lacerated by a single, jagged scar that emerged from the bottom left of tinted sunglasses and came to a rugged end just above his jaw. His stance was extremely defensive, and both Seras and Anna could sense his eyes darting furtively through the opening of the door as it closed behind them. "I thought you were going to come alone," he growled under his breath, his frantic gaze finally falling maliciously on Seras.

            Anna attempted to appear unfazed by his menacing tone. "I'm sure you understand my decision to take precautions, since I don’t exactly have a reason to trust you, Mr....?"

            "You don't need my name, just what I am offering." He pointed to Seras. "Which you will not receive if she remains in this room."

            "Why don't I just stand outside?" Seras offered hesitantly. "I won't be listening for specific conversation, but if you need me, I will be only a thought away."

            "I can accept that, so long as she is not in earshot of a quiet discussion," he sputtered, waving his hand in hurried irritation. "Decide quickly, though, because I haven't much time."

            The young Hellsing eyed him warily, desperately trying to decide what her mother would do in such a predicament. “Check him,” she ordered.

            The man's eyes narrowed. “I assure you, if I desired to end your life, I would not need a weapon.”

            Seras chewed her lip and glanced sideways at Anna, who concealed clenched fists beneath desktop. "Very well,” she grated. “Seras, please wait outside.”

            The blonde draculina bowed slightly, then quietly slipped out of the room.

            Anna waited till the latch of the door clicked shut before turning back to her guest. "Well?"

            "You seek word of Alucard, do you not?" he asked quietly.

            "I do...and do you have anything you can offer?"

            "I do indeed. In fact, I can tell you how to bring him back, should my party's terms be met."

            Anna drew a sharp breath, then attempted to regain her composure, silently berating herself for allowing the man to see her interest in his proposal. "And what...pray tell...are those terms?" she grated.

            "The one I serve is a vampire destroyed long ago by hunters of old," he responded quickly. "She seeks to return to this world, but cannot do so without a drop of pure, virgin blood given willingly from the world of the living. Knowing that most inhabitants of the human world would be...hesitant...to give up such a precious commodity, she thought she would find a person to whom she could offer something of value." Reaching a hand into his coat, he pulled out a neatly rolled scroll bound in crimson ribbon. "I hold in my hand the method by which you may return Alucard to this plane. I will give it to you in exchange for a simple vial of your blood."

            <Are you listening to this, Seras?> she asked silently, carefully keeping her face expressionless as she considered his offer. Bring another vampire back from the dead? For what, to return the most dangerous creature the world had ever known back into existence? She felt her resolve wavering. What if Alucard wasn't the loyal antihero her mother had always made him out to be? What if Seiryu's claims were right? Would she be responsible for bringing about the return of the creature the entire world had conspired to destroy?

            She cleared her throat, shaking the doubts away with a toss of her golden mane. She would simply have to trust her mother's judgment, no matter how many questions she might have. "That’s all? I give you some blood and you give me a scroll with information?"

            "Do you really want to jeopardize this deal by conversing with your sad excuse for a minion?" he growled. "You're not as discrete as you think you are."

            Anna's cheeks flushed, and she found herself at a loss for words. “She is under strict orders not to disclose any of my personal matters,” she sputtered at last, mentally kicking herself for her stupidity. “Rest assured, whatever she learns of this deal will not escape her lips.”

            "After I have departed, what you do with the information contained in this scroll is you prerogative. Until I have gotten what I was sent to retrieve, this will stay between us, or you will not get what you want. It is as simple as that." A long, gloved finger was jabbed toward the clock. "You have one minute to decide. I am not a patient man."
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