Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Looking Glass ❯ Foggy Mornings. ( Chapter 3 )

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT in any way profit from this story, nor do the characters belong to me. All creative rights belong to Kouta Hirano, but since I'm using manga elements, they belong to Kohta Hirona as spelled on the manga cover. Anything in my story that has happened in real life is purely a coincidence.

 

A/N: Oh yay! I get to have more blood tests…Well actually; I haven't gotten the first blood test done yet, so at least they won't have to stick me twice. I suppose that's a good thing…in a weird thing. Oh and never shoot a bow without an arm guard, I mean I had an arm guard but it doesn't fit…It's like it was made for a baby! Well, now I have a really ugly bruise and my arm was killing me, hence why I haven't updated. Anyhoo, if any of you get confused by the family tree thing, ask me about it… I know it confused me when I wrote it, sooooo…

 

 

 

 

 

The whole Hellsing mansion seemed to be asleep…it was 2 A.M. after all. It was one of those nights were Seras couldn't get to sleep even if she overdosed on sleeping pills…not exactly a happy thought. Walking around the mansion seemed like a great idea at the time, when she was lying in her oversized bed that is. But now, every room was dark, the lights having been turned off. Though the hallway lights were on, this was for the guards that patrolled the insides of the mansion.

 

 

Seras still had her pajamas on, but Walter gave her silken pink robe to cover herself if she needed to get up in the middle of the night. “For times like this,” Seras thought as she pulled the robe closer to her body. Her pajamas were slightly revealing and it was a bit chilly in those hallways.

 

 

All kinds of paintings hung along the walls, some from the Victorian era, and some from further back. One in particular caught Seras' attention. It was like any other portrait, nothing unusual about it…but for some reason it made Seras stop and look at it. The person was an old man, white hair, pale skin and dark eyes. He didn't look familiar in the least.

 

  

A little plaque rested at the bottom of the frame, the man's name written there.

 

 

“Sir John Williams, 1840-1926,” Seras whispered to herself.

 

 

That name sounded familiar; however, Seras couldn't really remember where she'd heard that particular name before. With one last glance over her shoulder, Seras continued to look over the paintings….Which was just as boring as it sounded and she was starting to feel tired.

 

 

“`Ey you, girl!” a male voice whispered rather loudly, so it wasn't really whispering. Seras turned around slowly and gazed at the man walking towards her; he was the guy yelling in French from earlier. This time though, his brown hair was let loose and it swayed around him with each step he took.

 

 

“Um, hi there sir.” Seras smiled sweetly at the man, her smile turned sour as she realized that this `commander' was starring at her breasts rather than her face. “Excuse me, but my face is up here,” Seras said through clenched teeth, pointing towards her face.

 

 

“Oh, right. What are you doing at zis time of night?” The commander raised a brow at the girl in front of him.

 

 

“Couldn't sleep, sir. I was just walking around hoping to get myself tired, it's starting to work.” Seras laughed lightly, “Commander…What's your name? I'm mean, I just curious.” She laughed sheepishly.

 

 

The man smiled and held out his hand, “Pip Bernadette, nice to meet ya.” Seras grabbed his hand to shake it, when she did Pip grabbed the offered limb and kisses it lightly.

 

 

“Would you like me to walk you to your room and check you're bed for monsters?” Pip asked with a wink, releasing her hand and straightening him self. The hint was clear.

 

 

“Uh, no sir… I think I can manage getting back to my room, isn't too far…but thank you.” Seras pulled her hand to side.

 

 

“Alright, suit yourself. I `ave to get some shut eye before morning, `night girl.” Pip smiled at her one last time and started to leave, but stopped short and said something over his shoulder. “Don't forget, you and I `ave some `training' to get done tomorrow.” With that he left down the darkened corridor.

 

 

`I suppose he's somewhat of a decent man, a bit on the perverted side though.' Seras thought while watching his retreating form until she couldn't see it anymore…becoming aware of how dark it was. The lights were on and all, but it was still quite dark.

 

 

“Bloody hell, I can't see anything…Figures.” She whispered to no one but herself, unless you counted the paintings on the walls.

 

 

`Time to head back to my room, I suppose.' Seras looked around for a moment and then sighed. “Which way to my room again…?” She decided to retrace her steps until she got to the four-way junction where the four corridors met in place, then she'd just guess her way from there…Hopefully she wouldn't be up all night looking for the damned room.

 

 

 

 

All the lights within Integra's office were shut off; per her request…The lights were slowly making her head hurt worse. So she settled on just having one little desk lamp on, which helped ease her migraine immensity.

 

 

Walter had done what she said and delivered her family tree that her great grandmother made. It went back all the way to the fourteen hundreds, but one thing bothered the platinum blond. Where there was supposed to be a link between her and Stephan's grandfather was none to be seen, in fact her `supposed' great uncle was never there at all. So it just continued on by itself starting from Stephan's grandfather, leaving a rather large blank spot where the family ties should have connected to each other.

 

 

“How could anyone over look that…?” Integra lifted her glasses slightly and rubbed her eyes, maybe she was too tired and her eyes were playing tricks on her. When she opened her crystal blue eyes again that `mistake' was still there, clear as day.

 

 

With a sigh Integra decided that tonight was enough and she should continue her research later…that was if her paperwork was done by tomorrow night.

 

 

Since she herself was not yet asleep, no doubt Walter would still be up in case she needed something. Integra pressed the button on her phone, the button that connected her to Walter's receiver. “Walter,” she said firmly, however fatigue was making it hard to even keep her eyes open much less talk straight.

 

 

Slight static was heard before a very tired sounding Walter spoke up, “Yes sir?”

 

 

“I think it's time to retire. I'll continue this tomorrow night; don't let anyone see this document.” Integra pushed her silver spectacles up the bridge of her nose.

 

 

“Yes sir, I'll be right there.” The telephone made a slight bussing noise, signaling that Walter had stopped the conversation and left the room he was residing in.

 

 

There was a small knock on the door, “Come in, Walter,” was Integra's nippy reply.

 

 

“What would you like me to do with that document, sir?” Walter bowed; when he stood straight again Integra could tell how tired he was.

 

 

“We'll just keep it in my desk for now. I'll explain it to you tomorrow, Walter. But right now I need to rest...As do you.” Integra fought the urge to yawn.

 

 

“Yes sir.” Walter smiled warmly at his employer.

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, so walking back to her room was a tad harder than she had originally thought. Now here she was stuck on the bottom floor of the mansion, near the staircase in what would be the living room? Seras guessed she must've gotten lost at the little intersection…There were quite a few of those little junctions.

 

 

“Bugger…” Seras looked around the much darker room; only the moonlight from the open windows helped her see. Now where was the light switch?

 

 

`Wait that would wake all the maids and butlers, can't do that.' Seras thought as she chewed her bottom lip worriedly. “Here I am in the dark, scared for nothing! There's guards everywhere and I can do is stand here have a panic attack…C'mon Seras, you've had police training!” Seras quietly berated herself. “…And you're talking to yourself loudly.” She sighed.

 

 

She saw something in the corner of her eye move, which startled her and she jumped.

 

 

“What the bloody hell was that…?” She paused and turned around fully to look at the spot where the thing was sitting before. “A dog maybe...a very large dog.”

 

 

Just then something moved behind Seras, too close for comfort and she zipped around so quickly she almost got whiplash. “Who's there?” she asked quietly into the darkness.

 

 

After a few moments nothing happened, so she relaxed a little…that was until something slimy, wet and long ran up the back of her slender leg. Seras gave a small squeak and turned around once again to find nothing there…This was obviously a joke of some sort, must have been the other soldiers playing a prank on her…Yes, she was sure of it.

 

 

`But what the hell was the wet thing?' A little fear coming into her mind again, but she was determined to not give in.

 

 

Seras glared at the shadows and waited for the soldier to make his next move. Suddenly a man with a flashlight came forth from one of the corners. He shined the flashlight in her eyes trying to figure out who she was until it hit him that she was Integra's relative, he quickly lowered the light.

 

 

“Why the hell did you do that?! I know I'm new and all, but you could do your little pranks at a more decent hour!” Seras almost yelled at the poor guard, but managed to keep it down a bit.

 

 

“What do you mean? I came in here to check what was going on… I heard a small scream, are you alright, Miss Victoria?” He asked, confusion coating his voice.

 

 

“Pull the other one; I know it was you who got the dog to lick my leg! And how did you get the dog in here without no one noticing, where's the bitch at now?!” Seras glared at the man for all she was worth…He didn't look like he was lying to her, but she'd met some pretty good liars in the past.

 

 

“I swear it, and there's a dog in here…?” He looked around for a moment and then back at crazy blond woman in front of him. “Uh, I think you're need some rest…I'll take you back to you're room.”

 

 

Seras wanted to argue a little bit more, but she was very tired from the scare and wanted to sleep. `Yes! I scared him, show him whose boss!' Seras thought and realized he didn't look the least bit scared of her, just perplexed. Seras sighed miserably…It seemed she was sighing a lot these days.

 

 

Seras nodded and smiled apologetically, “Sorry, I must've been seeing things…”

 

 

`And feeling things…' That thought made her already confused mind troubled.

 

 

“It's quite alright, Miss Victoria. The Hellsing grounds can be scary at night, no place for beautiful young lasses like you to be walking around in the dark.” He smiled at her as he led the way.

 

 

Seras glanced over her shoulder again like she did earlier, something about that blackened corner was unnatural…it was almost too black, if that were even possible. She sighed and turned back to listen to the guard chatter on about something or other.

 

 

 

 

 

Shadows swirled this way and that, black tendrils whipping out every few seconds. Eight crimson orbs appeared within the shadows; soon a large hound came out of the darkness and into the moonlight. It sat down starring off into the corridor the police girl just disappeared into.

 

 

Alucard got up again and let the tendrils behind him swirl around him, when the tendrils disappeared, Alucard stood in his usual state of dress, red coat and coal colored trousers. His raven hair going down his mid back, his fedora was missing as well as his glasses.

 

 

`She's certainly a strange one...and easy to scare,' Alucard thought with slight chuckle.

 

 

The first of the sunrise was starting to show, the once dark blue sky was slowly turning into an azure color. Alucard gazed out the window for a few moments before heading towards the white wall to his right. Once he got close to the wall, a black portal made it self known and swallowed Alucard up…so to speak.

 

 

It was time to rest again, he couldn't sleep before and he sensed the strange girl was awake…he couldn't miss a chance to `play' with her. But now he felt slightly tired, though he wasn't really sure why. It's not like he needed sleep all the time, just every once in awhile.

 

 

Something about the new girl peaked his interest, and it wasn't often when people did that…Besides Integra of course. As for the girl looking familiar, Alucard still couldn't remember who she reminded him of. In truth, not remembering was rather annoying, but the feeling of drawing a blank in his mind was even more aggravating. Her blood smelled unique; also something he remembered about someone from his past.

 

 

But for now, he'd just have his fun playing with her until he remembered.

 

 

 

 

 

The sun the next day didn't stay out for too long, stormy clouds soon covered the golden orb in the sky and now it was raining…heavily.

 

 

 

Seras was supposed to train today in the fields, but since no one seemed to want to go outside she decided she would take a walk on her own around the grounds. An umbrella would be nice too…

 

 

With her uniform on and her blue umbrella she was set to roam… `I think I'll bring my gun just in case.' Seras grabbed her trusty black pistol from her drawer and proceeded to head outside.

 

 

The walk to get outside wasn't as hard as it was last night, even though she wasn't looking for her room this time. She found the front doors in no time. The rain slowed considerably and now was a light dribble…Perhaps she wouldn't need the umbrella after all…maybe.

 

 

After walking around the place for just about thirty minutes, Seras found a large garden near the back of the training ground. Willow trees hung over a small round pond, making the area look gloomy. The grass was thick around the pond and the water within the pond was almost black… You'd have to look closely to actually see any fish.

 

 

One particular willow tree caught her eye, it was absolutely beautiful. It seemed like one of those trees you'd just sit under during a sunny day. The tree was very well taken care of, though the leaves hung lowly over the earth.

 

 

Bluebell flowers covered most of the ground near the tree, the garden was obliviously not man made.

 

 

Soon the clouds came back with a vengeance, fog started to appear and the storm clouds made everything even harder to see. `How had all that come out of nowhere so fast?' Seras thought with slight panic, she couldn't see ten meters in front of her and she couldn't even see the pond anymore. 

 

 

The fine hairs on the back of her neck began to rise. Seras put her hand on the holster of her gun, just in case…something felt strange about this `fog'. `I have to be calm, it's not like someone can just make fog with their fingers…unless you count fog machines…Focus Seras!'

 

 

“Such a pity, I thought today would be such a great day to take a walk too…”

 

 

The voice of the man scared Seras and almost fell over as she turned around. There was no one to be seen, so like any other person she asked, “who's there?!”

 

 

“Excuse me, but it's rude to demand my name when you haven't even given me yours,” he said with amusement in his smooth voice, he was enjoying this.

 

 

“But you came near me and started a conversation. It would be impolite of anyone to start a conversation without introducing one's self first! So I'll ask again, sir, what's your name?” Seras glared at the spot where she thought the man stood…Suddenly she heard the voice come from behind.

 

 

“I suppose you have a point, but I was here first and seeing as you came to me, I think you should tell me name first, police girl.” He chuckled at the little pet name.

 

 

Seras stayed quiet for a moment and shifted uncomfortably, it felt like he was watching her every move and she couldn't even see his face. “Fine then, I'm Seras Victoria. Hellsing Official…Now you tell me your name.” Seras almost whispered the last part, she felt like she had stepped over her place and didn't know why.

 

 

“Alucard.” If she could see his face, she would know that he was smirking at her caving in.

 

 

Some wind whipped around Seras and the fog started to dissipate. Alucard could finally be seen. Alucard was leaning against the willow tree with his large burgundy hat tipped to cover some of his face. She could tell he was smirking. His legs were cross in front of him and his arms were folded as well.

 

 

Everything on him was basically in all red, except for his clothes underneath his jacket…And why was he wearing sunglasses when it was so cloudy out that it seemed like night time…?

 

 

Other than all the weird things about him, he looked beautiful. Tall, dark and handsome, but Seras didn't feel safe around this man in the least. He had that unnatural feel to him.

 

 

“Miss Victoria!” Seras turned around to locate the person who'd just called out her name. Walter shouted from about a hundred meters away, and he was waving his hand frantically. When she turned back around the stranger in crimson was gone, which puzzled Seras to no end. `He went so fast without making a sound, like in the horror movies…Amazing.' Seras thought while starring at the trunk he was once leaning against a few moments beforehand.

 

 

Walter finally arrived at her side, out of breath. “Miss Victoria, why did you venture so far without telling anyone you would be going for a walk?” Walter managed to wheeze out.

 

 

“I…I tried looking for someone to tell, but everyone was gone. I thought I could handle myself if I went out…is there something out here I should be worried about?” Seras gave Walter a quizzical look.

 

 

“No, Miss Victoria. It's just a bit dangerous out in rain like this, Sir Integra was worried.” Walter smiled, obviously hiding something, she could see it in his eyes…Her father always told her look at the person's eyes. But since it was freezing out and she now was soaked to the bone she decided to leave the subject alone for now.

 

 

“Oh okay then, I need to get into some decent clothes anyways. I lost my umbrella…” Seras smiled and rubbed the back of her neck subconsciously.

 

 

“Oh my…Lets get you changed.” Walter looked over Seras' form with shock. He led her back to the mansion, making some chit chat, Seras got the feeling of déjà vu and she couldn't help but look over her shoulder. Would she see that strange man again? She felt a weird connection with him…She'd have to ask Sir Integra about him later.

 

 

For now she would focus on getting new clothes on…Can't do anything with a nasty cold.

 

 

 

 

A/N: I'm exactly sure if I liked this chapter or not… Yeah, umm hopefully it shouldn't take too long to get another chapter out. Oh yeah, Sir John Williams isn't mine! He's not even a character, so I claim no ownership over him. I just kind of need him. Anyhoo, goodnight (or good day) to everyone, and see ya later!