Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Fixing The System ( Chapter 16 )

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Hellsing Goes American

Chapter 16: Fixing The System






WHAT IS CHRISTMAS?
TINSELED FAIRYTALES
DAY OLD STOCKINGS LINED UP IN A ROW

WHAT IS CHRISTMAS
COULD SOMEONE TELL ME THAT?
WHAT IS CHRISTMAS?
SURELY, I DON'T KNOW

AND EVERYWHERE THESE LIGHTS
WHO NEEDS TO COLOR NIGHT?
COULD THIS WHOLE THING BE PLANNED?
I DO NOT UNDERSTAND

THIS CHRISTMAS
TREES WITH COLORED LIGHTS
UNDERNEATH THEY STILL ARE ONLY TREES
DO YOU THINK THAT ONE DAY PERHAPS THEY MIGHT
FIND THAT CHRISTMAS
IS KIND OF A DISEASE?

EVERY YEAR IT'S WAITING FOR ME
WAITING FOR ME
EVERY YEAR IT CONSTANTLY DEFIES
PLACING STRANGERS
THERE BEFORE ME
THERE BEFORE ME
SPREADING HOPE AND CHEER
MIXED IN WITH HAPPINESS
FRATERNAL BLISS AND OTHER CHRISTMAS LIES!

AND THERE'S ONE MORE THING THAT I HAVE DISCOVERED
AND I WOULD NOW LIKE YOU TO KNOW
THE REASON FOR CHRISTMAS I NOW REALIZE
IS AN EXCUSE TO TOLERATE SNOW
~SNOW~
I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE SOUND OF IT
ANYWAY, WHERE WAS I
*EVIL LAUGH*
OH, YES!

WHAT IS CHRISTMAS?
CANDLES EVERYWHERE
A FIRE HAZARD ANY OTHER DAY
CHILDREN LIGHT THEM
NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE
ALL FOR CHRISTMAS

EVERY YEAR IT RETURNS HERE
AND EVERY YEAR IT’S WAITING FOR ME
WHY CAN'T CHRISTMAS DISAPPEAR
AND JUST PRETEND IT NEVER SAW ME
EVERY YEAR I GET MY HOPES UP
THAT IT WILL SOMEHOW JUST LEAVE
BUT EVERY YEAR I WAKE TO FIND
THAT ONCE AGAIN IT NOW IS CHRISTMAS
EVE

What the hell? Alucard woke up to hear his Fluff Ball giggling beside him. It seems someone figured out how to mess with his dreams (or make him dream would be more accurate).. "What was that?"

The look on his face when he woke up was priceless. She had woke up well before him and noticed he was talking in his sleep, telling someone to be quiet and to stop talking about fluffy kittens... Then she realized he was hearing her thoughts.. Her brain was going on and on about fluffy kittens because of a cute dream she'd just woken up from.

She couldn't help herself. It was one of her favorite songs just for the sheer goofyness of it. "What Is Christmas by Trans Siberian Orchestra." She gave him a small kiss before sitting up to stretch, pushing open the coffin as she did.

Alucard couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face as he watched his master and felt his heart (or that's what he guesed it was, at least) swell with pride, knowing that now she was more than just his master, but his lover as well. He sat up and pulled her into a hug with a contented sigh, then noticed something odd.

Her scent was the same. She had consumed quite a bit of his blood, it should have turned her.. But her heart was still beating, her skin still warm and full of life....

He grabed the sheet he kept at the foot of his coffin and wraped it around his Fluff Ball when he heard a knock at the door. "What do you want, Police Girl?" The blond poked her head in, "Sorry for bothering you, Master..." She blushed a deep red as she noticed all the cloths carelessly strewn about the room, "There's been a bit of a problem that Miss Candy needs to see to.. The soldiers have gone on strike.. They don't think they should have to follow the orders of, in their words, 'a psychotic little girl'...."

"Cat will be there in just a minute." Candy said cheerfully with a big smile and waited for Seras to leave so she could get dressed. Unfortunately, someone wasn't too careful with her cloths yesterday morning.. good thing it wasn't a dress she was too terrably fond of.

Alucard smiled when he saw the condition of his Fluff Ball's dress. This was the perfect time to show her what he'd found while he was out lastnight. He quickly slid on his boxers before grabing a black paper bag from the top of the bookshelf and handed it to her with a warm smile.

"What's this for?" She pulled the contents out of the bag and looked at them. "I saw it while I was out and thought you would look good in it, love." It was the exact same outfit he'd saw her in in that dream where she was listening to the Trans Siberian Orchestra.. She smiled and gave him a big hug, "Domo arigato gozaimashita! - Thank you so much! You're so sweet!"

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The soldiers were just sitting around, some playing cards, some throwing darts, and others just talking.. They were suposed to have been ready to head out for patroll by now. Seras was doing her best to try and get them to get to work, but it was no use, they just ignored her.

They all stoped what they were doing and looked at the door when Alucard entered folowed by Cat, decked out in leather and looking as though she were ready to kick someone's ass. Seras and Walter looked especially shocked as they'd never seen her in anything other than her cute, fluffy dresses. They didn't think it was possible for her to look tough like that.

"So, what's the problem here?" Her voice was rather cold as she looked over the lazy soldiers. "Why the hell should we take orders from a little kid like you?" It was the one who had tried to mouth off to her that first night. "Because I'm your boss, and I'm paying your sorry ass." She thought that was more than reason enough, but aparently not as the kid laughed. He looked to be around 18 or 19 years old..

"You don't pay us enough for this crap!" She raised an eyebrow, "Then why are you still here? You are the ones who took the damn job, no one forced you." Walter was starting to look frightend, "Miss Candice, perhaps it would be wise to just raise their pay? We cannot afford to have them leak any information about the organization."

"This isn't an issue of money, Sir. And, please call me Cat." She had yet to deviate from that cold, emotionless tone and she could see some of the soldiers becomeing uneasy because of it. "This is an issue of athority, they merely need to be put in their place." Starting with the turd in front of her.

She closed her eyes a moment as she brought up in her mind various things she's read on this particular subject in her war strategy books, reciting a few quotations aloud from Sun Tzu's The Art Of War, "The Art Of War wrote well over two thousand years ago by A Chinese warrior-philosopher, Sun Tzu.."

"Leadership is a matter of intelligence, trustworthiness, humanity, courage, and sternness. An interpretation by Du Mu (803-852) -The way of the ancient kings was to consider humanity foremost, while martial artists considered intelligence foremost. This is because intelligence involves ability to plan and to know when to change effectively. Trustworthiness means to make people sure of punishment or reward. Humanity means love and compassion for people, being aware of their toils. Courage means to seize opportunities to make certian of victory, without vacillation. Sternness means to establish discipline in the ranks by strict punishments."

"Another interpretation by Jia Lin (Tang Dynasty, 618-906) -Reliance on intelligence alone results in rebelliousness. Exercise of humanity alone results in weakness. Fixation on trust results in folly. Dependance on the strength of courage results in violence. Excessive sternness of command results in cruelty. When one has all five virtues together, each appropriate to its function, then one can be a military leader."

She sighed before opening her eyes to look at the soldiers once more. "It seems I've made the mistake, while trying to get settled into my new position, of relying on intelligence alone, thus this little rebellion." They were all stareing at her, the looks on their faced telling her that they were most likely wondering how or impressed that she could memorize all of that and pull it up so quickly.

"From now on, Cat will do her best to try and be a better commander for y'all. And she shall start by accompanying y'all on tonights patroll. It's not right to expect others to do what we are unwilling to do ourselves just because we tell them to, right?" She turned around and started heading back toward the door, "Cat will be right back, she needs to go grab a few toys."

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He really didn't like the idea of his Fluff Ball puting herself in such danger like this, but at least she had asked him to come too. He would have anyways, but, this way he wouldn't have to chance her getting upset with him for it.

She had to alter the pants Alucard had given her just a bit so she could carry her favorite katana on her hip. It was a simple ateration that only took a couple of minutes and a few pricks of her fingers as she didn't know leather was so easy to sew through by hand..

Something didn't quite feel right as she looked around the abandoned street. It was too quiet. She rested her hand on the hilt of her sword as she continued to scan the area. One of the soldiers screamed and she spun around to see what happend.

A Goul had snuck up on one of the men lagging behind. She didn't even think as she dashed toward it, weaving in and out between the soldiers. She may be small, but she was fast. She unsheathed the sword as soon as she got close enough and took off both the soldier's and the Goul's heads in one smooth motion. There was no saving that soldier anyways, he'd already had a chunck bitten out of his neck.

She slung the blood from the blade as she stood streight and resheathed it. She hadn't even seemed to have acnowledged that she was now covered in the soldiers blood. She'd taught herself Kendo* when she was younger and had, just for fun, entered and won a tournament not but three years after she got her first book on the subject. It was strange how she could pick up martial arts so quickly and easily from just reading a few books on the subject..

"I'd suggest keeping with the group unless you want to end up like him." She heard a few of the soldiers move in closer to their comrads. She looked around cautiously. Where there was one Goul, there were bound to be more.

Alucard pulled out his gun and rested it on his shoulder so it pointed behind him and fired, hitting its mark perfectly. They had finally decided to come out and play. Cat swung her left leg back and held her hand mere inches from the hilt of her sword in a basic stance, ready to draw the blade and cause more damage. She just loved the way the blade felt as it sliced through flesh and bone.

She waited calmly as they came out of hideing and drew closer. The soldiers readied their guns, not sure if they should fire or not due to Cat being likely to jump in with them and get shot. She wasn't even thinking about the guns that the soldiers or the Gouls were carrying, she was just so excited, that first kill had gotten the adrinaline pumping.

She had set a mark in her mind and the moment one crossed it, she dashed toward the unlucky bastard and sliced him in half, followed quickly by another. She spun around and hit one in the side of the head with her heel as it tried to get her from behind, knocking it into several of it's friends.

The Gouls no longer seemed interested in the soldiers as they all went after Cat who was slaughtering them effortlessly with little to no wasted movement. There was nothing fancy or dramatic about the way she handled her sword, but the movements were clean and flowed easily from one to the next.

Alucard was getting a little peeved at the way the soldiers were stareing at her. That was his master, his lover, they had no right to watch her agile body move like that. He was happy, however, that he had bought that outfit for her, the way it hugged her curves and helped to make her movements look so much sharper and more prescice, yet still elegant and graceful. Cat was a great name for her as that is what her movements reminded him of as she tore through the mass of Gouls without mercy.

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"Welcome back, Master." Seras greeted Alucard as he decended the stairs into the dongeons, his Fluff Ball soundly asleep in his arms. She'd fallen asleep on the ride back to the mansion after tireing herself out playing with the Gouls. Seras just watched as her master took their boss to his room and let his shadows close the door behind them. They sure were spending a lot of time together.

As he lay in his coffin with his love curled up in his arms, he thought about all that had happened lately and wondered about the future.





AN: Someone is getting possesive, ne? =^___^= ...Wow.. This is the longest we've stuck with any one project (updateing fairly regulairly that it)...

Alucard: "R&R please and maybe she'll give us another lemon..." looks hopeful

*Kendo- A Japanese martial art that uses a boken or round babboo sword, it was originally the basic fighting style used with a katana

*What is Christmas by Trans Siberian Orchestra: http://popup.lala.com/popup/360569501003775651