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Broken Eden
"Better
to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven"
Chapter Four
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Asmodeous
Enrico Maxwell was torn
between despair and desire – or, rather the desperation that such unwanted
wants brought him.
It was sinful.
It was forbidden.
It was wrong.
He cursed the day when he had
agreed to the false angel's melodious offering, for it the religious conflict
it had brought him, and also for the thts hts that came along.
Ideas of Integral Hellsing
doing unorthodox things to him. He may have been a priest, but Enrico had
recently discovered that this didn't make vanish his needs as a man. The leader
of Iscariot had thought Integral was a remarkable woman in life, for a
Protestant sow, but in undeath… she was magnificent. Her awareness had
increased beyond his limited, human mind. And the most amazing thing! Holy
items didn't faze her; quite the opposite, they seemed to strengthen her.
Could that be? A vampire
who was attuned by the sight of God and weakened by evil? That only fed his
unhealthy fascination. Each move she made, each word she uttered was an object
of study for him. Only that, Enrico tried to convince himself.
And she knew, the blasted
woman was fully aware of how she affected him and how to assert her power over
him. A soft brush of forearms, a single pat on his shoulder, it was all enough
for Enrico to burn in his lust for her.
However, Integral didn't
allow a closeress,ess, not a kiss descended to his lips. Their relationship was
'business.' It grated him. Was she mocking him? If she had been Lilith,
Hellsing should have been promiscuous. It was the opposite, however, and her
virtue remained untouched.
For how much time would he
have to endure her torture? His silent secret, for he couldn't even confess to
Father Renaldo. Despite everything, Maxwell wasn't remorseful for such
thoughts.
Years passed by, flying.
There were days and nights that Integral didn't come to him, rather spending
her time with her two fellow undead cohorts. Enrico couldn't help but feel
jealous in addition relief; he was a castaway of such circles, either good or
evil.
But that night, at the end
of July, as the cold froze the very core of his body, another chilling
sensation took over his spirit. Maxwell knew she was to appear. He had been
praying inside a small Irish Chapel, musing about his faults.
Forgive
me, Father. For I have sinned, Maxwell thought heartlessly, sketching the sign of the cross and then
starting to pray.
In
Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen…
"Praying to God that
you should keep your soul?"
Enrico jumped. He could have
sworn that he had heard her voice as if she had been whispering in his ear. But
she hadn't. Integral was in front on him, leaning on the altar. Her piercing
eyes were scouring something inside him; he shuddered.
"How was the mission
in Wales?" Integral bent down, closer to him. Enrico swallowed, forcing
his body to stay where it was. That demon wouldn't succeed!
Pater noster, qui es in
caelis, sanctificetur Nomen Tuum.
"The targets were
exterminated," Enrico replied icily, glaring at the vampire. "That was
the last lair of the vampires you considered impure."
"Was it? Such a
pity."
"Unless you wanted me
to send Anderson against your friends, of course," Enrico offered
solicitously.
She grimaced at his words
and Enrico could taste a fleeting victory. "Why is the Demon King envious
of my companions?" Integral taunted as she renewed her path, closing the
distance between them. Their bodies almost touched.
Adveniat regnum Tuum, fiat
voluntas Tua, sicut in caelo et in terra.
"Stop whatever it is
that you are doing!" Enrico demanded, unable to get away. He didn't want
to. Had she corrupted his resolution already?
"Why so nervous,
Enrico?" Integral asked with a collected tone, pretending that nothing was
amiss.
"The impure things
were exterminated, Hellsing! Our deal is over. Go back and play with your
ilk!"
"Seras and Alucard are
busy fruitlessly attempting to conceive a Cain." Integral dismissed his
suggestion and captured hind. nd. With a sharp fingernail, she slashed a small
cut on his palm, tasting the flavor of it. "Still virgin, eh? Good"
Maxwell was speechless. He
merely nodded his response. What was she doing now?
Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis
debita nostra,
"Get out of here! I'll
call Anderson to exorcize you, demon!" Enrico threatened, finding his
voice again.
"Then do it,"
Integral challenged, eyeing him sharply. Enrico opened his mouth then closed
it. He couldn't. "There're still many impure beings to purge out of the
Protestant lands, Maxwell. And you gave me your word to that you would
cooperate… Even though they aren't exactly undead. Do you know what I am
speaking of?"
The priest paled, catching
the hint. Iscariot, the Catholics. She had set him a clever trap.
Sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris, et ne nos
inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo.
"If you have any
objection, speak now or forever keep your silence," Integral husked,
tracing his jugular with her cold tongue.
There was no reply. Enrico
himself didn't know what to say, how to act. Her overwhelming presence fogged
his judgment. "Don't worry, Asmodeous," Integral assured him, Seras
and Alucard appeared behind her, as if waiting for something. "Together,
the four of us shall make many children. How about starting with your own
agents?"
TS'>The last thing Enrico felt
before blacking out was the shivery caress of her fangs biting his throat.
Amen.
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