Divine Retribution
Chap 5
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Chapter
Five
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“For the
thousandth time wake up girl! You’ve
been making ridiculous noises forhourhour now, and it’s nearly eight o’clock.”
Integra barked while withdrawing her head from the underside of the bed.
the bed frame.
“Jeeze…”
she snapped and rubbed her head. An
awful dream accompanied with an awful waking.
Already the night wasn’t turning out for the better.
commander’s eyes.
Integra was
dressed in her normal attire, dark almost black dress suit with her signature
blue cravat. She seemed very aloof,
more so than usual. Seras instantly
felt embarrassed about her own state of dress.
Somehow it wasn’t as bad when Integra was dressed down as well.
“Get dressed,
I have a few errands for you.” Integra stated then walked out to the living
area. Seras stumbled over to the
closet. Such a fitful dream seemed to
leave her more tired than refreshed after sleep. She soon dressed herself in a pair of form fitting black jeans
and an equally fitting cotton blue top.
Her old
clothes felt wonderful and brought back fond memories of pub hopping with her
former police unit. She smiled and
headed for the bathroom to brush her hair.
Being a vampire, she found showering wasn’t usually necessary, but it
felt nice nonetheless. Tonight she
would forego the shower to attend to her master’s master.
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The
electric-bof aof an all-night buffet sign blinked on and off above him setting
ominous shadows around the empty alley he crouched in.
face. Even after all his years of
manipulation and coaxing, the unexpected set wheels into motion with impeccable
timing, he couldn’t have planned it better himself. It seemed fate was smiling the same feral grin right back at him.
To be
free...
that a monster such as himself still had the ability to dream.
his mind felt suddenly aflame with this chance. This one chance to become his own master again, to breathe the
free air of the night and roam as he pleased.
He laughed
mockingly to himself.
At least
his current ‘predicament’ gave him something to look forward to over the long
expanse of endless life. Something
tugged at him, and pulled his mind back from the flame of longing to
darkness. Did he truly want release or
was the dream enough? That damned man,
so many years ago, he had felt such hatred he could have filled the oceans with
the blood of his revenge. Yet somehow
there was forged an understanding, an agreement met silently between master and
monster, out of mutual respect.
Just as
true nobility burned through his own veins, the nobility of Hellsing was
something altogether different. Sacred
nobility, a curse of strength and spirit matched against the most damned and
abominable of this wretched earth. An
unstoppable force of truth and light.
Damn that man, and damn every heir to this sacred task, right down to
the last.
As the last
was becoming more of a problem in his mind as time passed.
When he
looked into the intense azure, he could see the clear reflection of Abraham,
the weak, pathetic human that had completely bested him in spirit and
mind. In her he found another longing,
such a longing that was almost jealousy, mixed with a heavy dose of outright
animal lust, as was in his nature, and respect. The mutual respect this bond was laid solid upon.
He also
felt a regret. A small tingle that when
entertained, turned quickly into a sharp spike that penetrated his mind.
spirit of Hellsing seemed to waver he had formed a plan.
fotiontions and send the noble family crashing down. Yet somehow, emotion has worked its way into an ageless monster’s
mind, the folly of dreams.
The God he
had renounced threw a wild card to freeze him in his tracks, a twenty-year
sabbatical accompanied with… Integral, another weak and pathetic creature to
best him once more, and without fully knowing it.
The
disgrace and pain he had put her family through was but a shadow of what
Abraham had exacted on him, years before he had defected… to her.
mind, yet. On his darkest nights he
imagined drinking every last drop of her sweet blood and savouring the victory,
on other nights, he was completely content to watch her as she sleep, trusting
him with her life.
Woe to him,
the pathetic monster torn. He laughed deeply
and audibly.
She had the
kind of pride that, at times, transcended reason, as if she thought herself
invincible.
him that he let her continue to believe this ridiculous idea.
power, he had been bested. The strong
always falter.
She had
come to terms with her mortality as of late and this was also deeply
entertaining, fascinating. What a
lustful and glorious test the baobhan-sidhestyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> had put his master through.
abomination in a pile of dust again for laying filthy hands on the virtue of
this infallible woman. She had passed
this test easily, accepting death before defilement. The memory made his blood boil with many emotions, lust being
foremost.
Sitting
like a lame predator in this alley was becoming boring and allowing his mind to
wander, he couldn’t risk going any closer to the building, Seras would sense
him instantly. Seras was also a rising
problem. Though the interruption of his
plan seemed to work for his purpose in the long run. She was, at first, introduced as a pawn but he found his thoughts
lingering on her at times. Looking to
the sky he sighed.
He longed
for his master to give him the word, release the control restriction and leave
him to his happy hunting. But she knew
the implications of letting him run free across Europe.
Why do
humans give consideration for pathetic low-life scum? Why would letting him off the leash for a bit give her any
grief? He chuckled again and
stood. Maybe soon he would be roaming
the earth freely, without worry about human ‘reputation’.
through the stone wall.
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Seras
busied herselfh mah making tea. Integra
had received a phone call and was in the bedroom, with the door closed.
word she spoke and every word Walter relayed to her over the phone.
both blessing and curse but leaning mostly to the latter.
senses. Integra must know she could
hear everything, yet she still spoke poorly of Seras to Walter when he had
asked how the living arrangements were.
“Between
being the butt-end of childish humour and the fact this girl won’t feed… it’s
agitating at best,” Integra growled.
Seras couldn’t help but to smile.
It was alarming and somehow reaffirming to know Integra worried about
her. Even it was mostly for Integra’s
own safety.
And again,
the dark cloud of hunger shadowed her mind.
How much longer could she starve this monster inside?
groceries for Integra; Seras noticed the empty shortbread package in the
trash. She must be starving as
well. Seras heard the smart snap of the
flip phone closing and turned to see Integra emerge from the bedroom.
“Things are
not going well. Negotiations have been
refused.” Integra said as she took a seat at the table, reaching for the cigars
Seras had placed beside her teacup.
“We’ll have to continue with ‘drastic measures’ I’m afraid,” Integra
said with a deep frown. She really
didn’t want it to come to this, there was, however, no choice.
“Alucard!”
Integra snapped loudly in a gruff voice.
Seras
almost jumped out of her skin. Her
commander had been speaking so quietly up to that point.
and looked to the shadow beyond the table in the living area.
fledgling could sense his arrival, perhaps that was why he hadn’t been haunting
her as of late in these new living arrangements.
“Master,”
Alucard’s voice resonated through the still air. Seras shivered a bit, she could hear the sheer anticipation in
his voice. He must know what the order
will be already. Strangely his mind
hadn’t entered her own. He must be very
excited.
“You will
search for these missing ‘pawns’ and continue negotiation from there.
looking into her cup of tea. The
trademark grin on his face stretched inhumanly to show his fangs
completely. His mood began to affect
Seras, anticipation and delight were radiating from him.
snarl that exposed her fangs.
The
intensity almost sent her into a swoon, before she realized, she was grasping
the table firm enough to splinter it slightly.
She snapped herself out of the bloodlust spell and found Integra’s eyes
on her. She looked to the floor.
turned to Alucard.
“I am not
releasing you completely. You will
assess each situation and its classification as per usual,” Integra ordered
then shot a glance toward Seras. “Order
your prodigy here to feed, I fear she won’t take my command as easily as
yours,” she finished and took a sip of her tea. Seras suddenly realized she was getting a bit out of hand.
glasses slide to entice Integra’s eyes with his own.
“What’s
wrong, are you afraid the watchdog might bite the hand that feeds her,” he
whispered. Do I have
to command you or will you politely take the cue,” Integra replied coolly.
hard into Integra’s eyes.
“There is a
small problem you see, she isn’t a monster in human form, she’s a human in
monster form, my reason falls on deaf ears,” he said in an amused voice.
façade being erected at his perusal.
She kept his gaze until he finally turned to Seras.
“You will
sustain yourself, police girl, we don’t want any accidents at the expense of
our commander.”
‘No
matter how much she begs for it,’ his voice pierced Seras’s mind, what did
he mean?
Seras
stared hard at the floor and answered her master through her mind.
I can’t,’ she cried out mentally, his laughter echoed in response.
‘Starve
the beast within and see how quickly you kill.
Besides, there are ways to feed without killing,’ he bit back, she
looked up at him in confusion but he was receding into the shadows chuckling
aloud.
“But I
can’t ‘turn’ anyone master,” she breathed, Integearlearly choked on a
sip of tea at this remark. His laugh
became maniacal.
“You will
have to excuse me ladies, something pressing… and exciting calls,” he cackled
then slipped out of sight and mind.
Seras turned to look at Integra and found her staring hard into her
eyes. Instantly she looked to the floor
again.
“Now with
that bit of insanity out of the way, Sergeant Victoria, you will feed, that is
an order from your commander and your ‘master’,” She said.
a hungering fledgling didn’t sit well with her. “But for now, I need you to run to a corner shop and pick some
previsions up for me, and if a tobacconist is open a this time, kindly find my
brand for me,” she continued, damn, she wished she had a newspaper or something
to keep her hands and mind busy.
Watching that blasted TV today was enough to drive her mad, even if it
were mostly news reports. She slipped a
piece of paper across the table with a list of items. Seras took it and stood, grabbing her jacket from the back of the
chair.
“Alright
then, I won’t be long…” Seras squeaked, surprised by the sound of her own
voice. Her throat was so dry.
found her boots and began lacing them while sitting at the couch.
Integra
watched her silently. Soon enough she
hopped up and strode out the door, locking it from the outside.
as it was sitting on the coffee table.
She shook her head; this girl could slip from a militia frame of mind to
a teenage mentality in seconds, some how she almost wished she could do the
same.
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A/N:
I thank you one and all. Hopefully I
can live up to the characters and I’m not completely off the mark.
the hell DO you write a five hundred year old bloodthirsty lunatic?
soul and find out. After this no
updates in sight for a couple days. I’m
working vigorously to finish my first fic then the story will take off (I’m
hoping).
Thank you,
flowers