Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Looking Glass ❯ Human Emotions ( Chapter 9 )

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. Though, Jonathan Adams and Patrick Hill are mine, Sir John Williams is not mine…He's an actually person, I just need to borrow him for the story.

 

 

A/N: Hello, and sorry for any typos, and what not…Guess what?! My stories are being translated in German by a fan of mine…yes, that's right, I said a fan. xD. If you're curious, I'll give the link to the story (same story, different language) in the next chapter…it's cool seeing it in German…oh and I've started working on re-doing this whole story, fixing typos and adding things…already got the first chapter revamped and posted…check it out if you like. Oh, I still don't have a beta…I'll shut up and enjoy! (News: I do have a beta now.)

 

 

 

 

The two women from the Hellsing HQ walked quietly down the dark and damp passage way. The one with the dark hair and freckles remained calm while the other with the lighter hair fidgeted every now and then.

 

“Stop that, it's annoying. This whole business vith the corpses and vhat not, you'll get used to it, ja. Give it time, but please for the love of God stop your damned squirming! You're making me nervous,” Rip said with an aggravated tone, while giving her best sideways glare.

 

“Oh, sorry about that…It's just this is my first mission without any psychotic priests or ghouls.” Seras lowered her head in embarrassment; she hadn't realized she was fiddling with her fingers so much to irritate someone.

 

The brunette stopped for a moment and opened the side of her trench coat, pulling out two walkie-talkies. “Take this, just in case you vant to vonder off on your own.” Rip handed the object to Seras' awaiting hands.

 

Seras would've asked more on the subject of her wondering off, but figured that she was already frustrating the woman enough.

 

The few moments of silence stretched on for what seemed like an eternity, neither of the two said anything. Just when Seras was about to break the peace, the body covered in the white sheet came into view as well as some of the officers who were guarding the corpse. Rip spoke up instantly, “Agent Rip Van Winkle, I am here to look at the body and take it to the coroner's office.”

 

One of the two officers looked Rip up and down, as well as Seras, “Can we see some ID please?” The gawking officer asked firmly.

 

Rip wanted to roll her blue eyes, but kept unusually calm. “Certainly, here you go.” With a quick flick of her wrist the brunette swiftly showed her ID. The cop took it from her smaller gloved hands, he quickly looked it over. Then he gave her a quizzical look and pulled out a small flash light, when he turned it on, a purplish light came on. Being satisfied with the quick examination of her ID the constable handed back the badge.

 

“Alright Agent Winkle, we were told about your arrival but we had to make sure, sorry about that. We were told that we should leave you be while you work, so we'll head towards the entrance of this alley and wait there for your return.” The officer said nicely, and then gave Seras a perverted smirk. Both cops started to walk away but they stopped short when they heard the German accent again.

 

“Please take my partner vith you, I like to vork alone at all times,” Rip said with the sweetest smile she could muster…which looked almost creepy, but nobody said a word of it.

 

Sure the officers would most likely find that weird, her wanting to work without her partner…But then again Rip was technically their boss and they had to do what she said, plus the woman was creeping them out already and they were a bit cowardly. They did just as she said.

 

“Uh, sure thing, ma'am.” The two officers looked at each other and shrugged,

“Agent…What's your name Miss?” The younger cop asked Seras politely.

 

`A rookie…that's refreshing, now I'm not alone,' the blond thought with a small smile, “I'm Agent Victoria, is there a café around here while I wait? See Rip and I tend to work separately because we get in each other's way all the time and its very irritating, then we fight and everything just…gets messy,” Seras lied while shaking the rookie's hand.

 

“There's a café around the corner…” He replied almost excitedly.

 

The voices of the three started to become distant and their bodies began to fade the further they went into the darkness.

 

“Nice save,” Rip said as she removed the white sheet that covered the corpse and pulled out her clip board, and some rubber gloves from her pocket. She gently set down the clip board and removed her white satin gloves to put on the purple rubber ones. She picked up the board again and removed the pen from behind her ear.

 

She went about things normally, the girl was undressed and only about 14 years of age. Her ID was near her corpse and the police already told her guardian of what happened. Though the guardian mentioned something about the other child not returning home either…Integra was already looking into the matter.

 

“Valerie Carven, age fourteen…so young…but not his type of victim this time, hmm…” Rip whispered to her self as she wrote down the name quickly.

 

Rip continued her investigation of the body uninterrupted.

 

 

 

Alucard appeared in a darkened corner near the entrance to the alley, he could hear giggling, which sounded very familiar. As much as he hated hiding in the shadows like some dumbass, he didn't want to give away his position…yet.

 

Seras came into view around the corner giggling at some low ranking officer, fortunately for the vampire he could hear just about anything in her mind now that he was able to taste her sweet, sacred blood.

 

`Every time I look away, I can see him looking at my breasts…I wonder if I can get away from these guys soon…' The police girl's voice echoed through his skull, her thoughts made a toothily grin appear on his pale face. For some reason the thought of the police girl actually enjoying whatever conversation she was having with another male seemed annoying to say the least. Though Alucard didn't know why he felt this way, it almost made his blood boil but he remained calm…none of these human feelings made any sense to him.

 

The police girl looked down the road, just past where Alucard was hiding and saw a rather large park in the distance. She quickly turned around and spoke to the two men…in a very sultry way.

 

“Excuse me, but I'm feeling a bit woozy right now. Is there a park or something near here by any chance? I think I need some fresh air…” The blond asked quietly.

 

“Uh yeah, it's about three blocks down,” the rookie replied.

 

They were about to say something but she smiled sexily at the two constables; they looked at each other and shrugged. “Go right ahead, but we should wait here. Are you alright on your own?” The younger policeman questioned.

 

Alucard grinned, she would be just fine.

 

Seras giggled and nodded her head, “Of course, just tell Agent Winkle I'll just be three blocks away inside the huge park over there.” With that, Seras turned on her heels and walked away. A gust of wind swooshed around Alucard as the girl went right past the shadow he was lurking in…her scent was almost intoxicating, but he didn't let the smell get to him too much.

 

Without hesitation, Alucard quickly dissipated…The constables didn't notice the swirling darkness and or the eerie black fog slightly seeping out from the shadows.

 

 

 

The blond Hellsing member made her way into an area surrounded by English Elms. In the middle of the make shift circle of trees was a black metal bench and about four meters away was a gas light to keep the small area dimly lit…just for those romantic times. Though the trees were kind of in the way she could still see the young couples walking around the park, with another dramatic sigh Seras slung her arms over the back of the bench to let them hang as she looked up into the night sky.

 

“What a beautiful night…” Seras said sadly, oh how she missed being a normal teenager…if she could even say she was a normal one.

 

“It is, isn't it?” a very familiar and booming voice replied.

 

Seras instantly raised her head in a panic; it took her a moment to adjust to the light shining in her eyes. But there he was standing, missing his hat and glasses still. He leaned against the light post with his chin resting on his chest, and his hair sliding into his pale face…almost hiding the redness of his eyes…almost.

 

His arms were crossed and folded over his chest as well; he kept one booted foot on the ground as the other one resting on the light pole. The way he was standing seemed almost arrogant to the police girl. `Cocky bastard,' she thought with a mental growl.

 

The blond narrowed her azure eyes at the vampire leaning against the gas light. “You…not you! Why in the bloody hell are you bothering me after what you pulled earlier tonight?! I could've told her about what you did, you know.” Seras pulled her arms to cross over her chest like he did.

 

“And why didn't you… were you scared human?” Alucard turned his head to look at her with a toothy grin. “I didn't stop you from saying anything, did I?”

 

Seras stood up from where she was standing and pointed an accusing finger at the midian. “You didn't have to say anything! You implied it!” Seras yelled at the vampire completely forgetting he was capable of ripping her into pieces.

 

“No, the only thing I did was ask you where you got the book…” Alucard walked a bit closer but the girl didn't notice. The fact that she wasn't scared of him was a little irritating and refreshing at the same time. However, the former emotion was more prominent and making him lose his patience with the girl.

 

Seras gave him a quizzical look, “That's not what it felt like to me…” The anger in her voice settled a little bit and she lowered her hand.

 

“And what did it feel like to you?” Alucard smirked at her blush.

 

“Don't turn this around!” Seras turned away from the vampire and glared at the cemented ground.

 

“Are you scared of me, police girl?” Alucard moved until he was right behind the girl, their bodies almost touching. “Turn around.” Seras reacted to his voice and turned towards the vampire again; only to come face to face with him and his pale lips were about three inches away from hers…she could feel the cold breath on her own lips. Though an amused look remained in his ruby eyes, but the smirk was gone.

 

He must've been kneeling down a bit to be face to face with her…

 

“I'm not scared of you…” Seras replied slowly, a blush was again working its way on her face. As she spoke her lips just about touched his, but their bodies didn't really touch in any way except the rims of their jackets brushed against each other when Seras would breathe.

 

Alucard's smirk started to return and he saw the lustful expression in her eyes…which was slightly surprising. She may be a virgin, and not aware of the signals she was giving off, but he was just by the look in her eyes. The human even licked her lips unconsciously.

 

The vampire lowered his head to her neck and brushed her blond hair out of his face with a ghostly touch from his gloved hand. He spoke into her ear, “Are you scared now?” Alucard made sure to let his elongated fangs touch the shell of her ear as well.

 

Seras sobered at once and moved away from the vampire who was giving her his best impression of the Cheshire cat's smirk.

 

“What do you want from me?” the blond growled out. “There must be something you want, because there's no reason for you to just bully me around. Even the kids that teased me when I was just a tyke, they wanted something; whether it was my money or my food…at least they had some sort of goal!”

 

“You never heard of the way I used to act around my master when she was younger, did you?” Alucard continued to grin as he spoke. “But you do have a point. There is something I want from you…I just don't know what that is yet exactly, human. And I do know there is something you want from me. But, I'll let you figure that out on your own, police girl.”

 

“There is nothing I want from a monster like you!” Seras yelled with all her might.

 

“People continue to call me that…” Alucard narrowed his eyes and closed the space between the both of them. “But I will make you understand the difference between me and a dog.” Alucard actually snarled at the smaller girl, his eyes blazing a little bit.

 

`Did I offend him…? And he's acting like a damned dog!' Seras thought as she stood her ground against the much bigger and much stronger creature.

 

“Is that a threat?” The police girl tried her best to sound as angry as he did…for some reason, she felt she'd called him a monster…though it bothered her that she felt anything for him.

 

“It can be anything you want it to be.” Alucard grinned at her again like they were having a nice normal conversation.

 

They both remained silent for a moment and then crackling was head from Seras' jacket, “Ve have a bit of a problem, get back to the crime scene at once,” the voice of Rip came through the walkie-talkie.

 

Seras frowned at Alucard; almost in a pitiful way…she hated fighting with anyone, much less leaving something unresolved, but she turned on her heel and left as quickly as possible. Alucard didn't like the last look she gave him…it looked like the expression Mina gave when she saw him caged up like an animal…

 

The vampire watched her leave the park and he followed suit but in a more timely fashion…through the darkness…His smirk was once again gone.

 

 

“FUCK! They must've forgotten to put her down properly!” Rip yelled as the ghoul attacked her again, the lack of a gun didn't help matters and the constables were no where to be seen…something she'd never encountered…Rip would tell Integra of this, but first things first.

 

The ghoul tackled Rip to the cold wet ground; Rip held her forearm against the ghouls neck as it groaned in her face. Foul smelling drool dripped from the monster's mouth and hit the brunette's face with a slippery thud. “Shite, get off me you disgusting thing!” she cried out angrily.

 

A gunshot rang out through the alley and the ghoul fell onto Rip's body and trapped her in place, “Rip are you alright?!” the familiar voice of Seras shouted.

 

“Oh yeah, I'm just peachy…could you get this fucking thing off of me? It ist heavy, you know,” Rip replied with a sarcastic wheezy tone.

 

Seras quickly walked over to her partner and pushed the corpse off the older woman, the blond rolled the body to the side without looking at it and grabbed Rip's gloved hand and helped her to her feet.

 

“You didn't have a gun with you?” Seras quirked a blond, very well shaped brow at the brunette, but smiled slightly.

 

“Didn't think of it, I don't always need it, you know. Plus, the responsible Hellsing members told me that the girl vouldn't reanimate,” Rip said as she brushed off her uniform. After doing so, she looked over at Seras with an odd look, “You haf a disturbed look about you, vhat'd I miss?”

 

Seras blushed instantly but narrowed her eyes at the same time, which looked even weirder to the brunette next to her, “Nothing happened, I got scared by a large black dog on the way to the park…” Seras was about to continue until she turned to look at the body and froze.

 

Rip was about to ask about the park and why she went there until she saw the look on the police girl's face. It looked like the blood completely disappeared from her face; in fact, it reminded her of a vampire. The scientist looked at the corpse and then back to Seras, “Vell, vhat's the problem? I'm more than sure you've seen this stuff before.”

 

Seras turned to Rip with unshed tears in her eyes, “I know her…” The blond laughed miserably and rubbed at her eyes, she hated crying in front of people.

 

Rip's blue eyes widened in surprise that was the last thing she would've guessed. “I'm sorry…” Those were the only words that left her mouth, Rip sucked at comforting people.

 

 

 

Alucard emerged from the shadows near the entrance to the alley way, he was about to make his way towards the crime scene when he felt the burning and stinging sensation on the backs of his hands…had this been a century ago, he would've hissed at the feeling, but over time he got used to the pain. However, it meant that his master was calling him back for a report.

 

With an irritated sigh the vampire once again dissipated from the area and went to the Hellsing manor.

 

Rip comforted Seras as well as she could. The younger woman didn't act upset too much considering she just shot her friend in the head. She didn't cry, but she wouldn't talk very much at all…which wasn't good, especially if she wouldn't talk for the next few days because Rip was sure that Seras would be investigated instantly.

 

The only other way she could think of reassuring the younger girl was to take her to the café she heard the men talk about earlier.

 

“So how much has the vampire teased you, how far has he gone?” Rip smirked deviously…that would take her mind off things.

 

The next thing that happened was interesting to watch, Seras' whole body (from what Rip could tell), turned completely red.

 

“Nothing big, he just pops up out of nowhere and does that `boo' thing...like they do in the movies.” Seras laughed nervously while rubbing the back of her neck, Rip just sipped at her coffee.

 

“That vampire never messed vith my head, not once…I vonder vhy he's messing vith you, hmm?” Rip questioned while turning her head to look out the window, but gave Seras a sideways glance.

 

Seras shrugged but said nothing. `I know exactly why he does what he does to me…at least, I think I do,' the blond thought to herself while staring blankly at her cooling coffee.

 

 

Integra sat at her desk looking over a very old document, the winkles were not prominent because of the great care it got over the many years, but the family tree was indeed old and it did show in some places. The heiress sat there with her elbows on the desk, with her hands in front of her face and her fingers laced together as if she was in deep thought. Integra kept her azure orbs on the paper, looking over the names and studying them intently.

 

Her servant appeared to the left and she made no indication that she knew he was there, but they both knew that Integra felt his presence. Walter stood next to the Hellsing heiress grinning at Alucard in his usual manner…some old habits the Angel of Death couldn't shake.

 

“Report,” Integra said firmly while chewing on the cigar in her mouth.

 

“The child that was killed became a ghoul, your human subordinates failed to properly put the creature out of its misery. The police girl managed to save Rip from having her head scratched off,” Alucard reported in short, nothing new to him.

 

“Really, and where was Seras when the child was reanimated, servant?” Integra narrowed her eyes at the midian and bit slightly harder on her cigar. Some of her platinum blond hair fell into her eyes as her shoulders tensed up, Integra was getting tired of said vampire messing with her members…and especially this certain Hellsing member, Seras wasn't even supposed to know about him until it was confirmed that she was entirely trustworthy…she could go to the press at any time.

 

Alucard gave Integra his usual smirk, the beam that seemed to irritate her when he did it at the wrong time…and it aggravated her a lot. “She was at a local café, you and I both know how Rip likes to work alone…did I do something wrong, master?” The vampire asked while bowing his head slightly but his grin stayed, making it hard to tell if he was lying or not.

 

`It's not like I can get the truth out of him without severe punishment...even then its hard to tell if he's telling me the truth.' Integra sighed and unlaced her fingers to pluck the cigar from her mouth and put it out. She looked at the vampire again and rested her right hand on the crinkled document.

 

“Alucard, do you know what this is?” Integra questioned while signaling for him to get closer. He did just that and pulled off his glasses.

 

“It's your family tree; I've seen it many times,” Alucard stated with a bored tone and put his glasses back on.

 

“Yes, but do you see anything strange about it?” Integra asked with an annoyed tone this time, Walter quickly made his way over to her desk to turn on the light resting there, he could see that his employer was having a bit of difficulty with the darkened room and reading the document in front of her.

 

“Thank you, Walter.” Integra wanted to cringe at the brightness from the lamp, the light bothering her head further…but she was grateful for the light nonetheless.

 

“I don't see anything unusual, but then again I haven't had my blood tonight,” Alucard replied nonchalantly, and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

 

“Alucard, is there anything you might know about this family tree?” Walter stepped in and questioned again, whether or not the vampire was hungry didn't give him the right to act that way to Integra.

 

The midian gave his old friend a glance and rolled his eyes at the man's loyalty, he would've made a great vampire indeed. Putting aside his stubbornness Alucard gave the paper one last look before speaking, “I noticed something strange about this family tree a long time ago, master. Look here,” Alucard pointed to a spot on the paper.

 

“As you may or may not be able to see the ink connecting both your family and the police girl's family is fairly new, not only that small thin, but all the names leading up to her…the start of her family a hundreds ago is written in different ink.” The vampire replied as if the whole thing was obvious to the world.

 

Integra just narrowed her intense blue eyes at her servant, “Vampire, all the ink leading up to me is rather new…be more specific.” The heiress said as her patience was starting to wear thin.

 

“I tend to forgot you humans can't smell such things…I will admit that it took me a while to figure out that this ink was different from the ink leading up to you…you see master, someone came in and added not only a thin line but a whole generation of people near the time of your great grandfather…who that person was, I do not know. So, in other words, the girl isn't really related to you but somehow her ancestors knew Van Hellsing…” Alucard finished with a frown.

 

“Alucard, as I've read in my great grandfather's journals, you were captured by then…can you tell me what happened?” Integra questioned with hidden curiosity, the blond grabbed yet another cigar and let Walter light the stick up.

 

“Unfortunately for not only you, but me as well, I can't remember very much of what happened back then…” Alucard continued to frown at the current subject, not being able to remember everything was irritating enough and talking about it made it much worse than it already was, he hated to admit it, but it hurt his pride too much.

 

“Very well…you may go rest and get your fill; I'm expecting a call from Rip very soon—” Integra was interrupted by the phone ringing; she quickly picked up the phone. “Agent Winkle, report,” Integra said sternly.

 

Alucard didn't wish to hear the boring report again, since he already knew exactly what happened. “I'm leaving, until tomorrow, master, Little Angel.” Alucard smirked to the butler and Walter his grinned evilly right back at him, but kept silent.

 

The vampire walked towards his preferred wall and dissipated.

 

 

 

After the long car ride home Seras felt like she could actually have a decent conversation with the odd brunette who she'd helped earlier that night…but there was also the sad events that happened, and her eyes started to tear up again, but she refused to cry in front of Larry and Rip.

 

It seemed like the night would never end, but she was finally back at the manor making a slow journey to her room (Rip had already given a report over the phone so there was no need for her to go up there), the twisting hallways didn't confuse her anymore after the two weeks she'd spent there. It finally felt sort of like a home, but there was always the chance of Integra getting angry at her and firing on the spot then throwing her on the streets.

 

`But, for some reason, I don't think that vampire would allow her to do so…it's almost like they have each other wrapped around one another's finger.' Seras laughed weakly at the strange mental image, human and vampire fighting over dominance…she always assumed the vampire would win in such a situation. `I wonder what keeps him in her hold…?' Seras wondered almost sadly.

 

Finally making it to her over-sized room, Seras didn't even take the time to remove her Hellsing jacket and just plopped down onto the bed face first and buried her blond head into one of the many pillows and wept softly.

 

She continued to weep over her deceased friend. After a few moments of not really moving she turned her head to look at the nightstand to her right. The journal rested there peacefully, looking as if it hadn't been disturbed at all…out of the blue Seras got the urge to hurt something, so she plucked up the notebook and chucked it towards the mirror across the room as hard as she could.

 

Apparently it wasn't hard enough to shatter the mirror…

 

Seras laughed at herself, but felt the hot tears slide down her cheeks as she did so. She continued to stare at the mirror with an irritated expression, but noticed the blackness swirling within it. “That's why it didn't break…Leave me alone!”

 

Alucard stepped out of the mirror with a grin, “Why? You're so fun to play with…though, I don't like the crying thing you have going on. You look pathetic.”

 

“You're horrible…” Seras starred at the man in her room like he was some sort of pink elephant standing in the middle of her room.

 

“No, just honest...and you shouldn't throw books this old, or at all,” Alucard said as he knelt down to pick up the abused book.

 

“Please leave,” Seras said in a much calmer tone.

 

“Why would I do that?” The vampire questioned while looking through the journal but suddenly snapped it shut. “You know, you never told me where you got this from…we could do it the hard way like before or you could be a good police girl and tell me,” Alucard said before she could even answer his first question.

 

Seras picked up a glass cup and threw it at the vampire, aiming for his head; however he was quicker and managed to block the cup with his arm. “Get out!” she screamed at the stubborn vampire.

 

Alucard lowered his arm and glared at her, “You have good aim, but I take that as you want to do this the hard way.” He quickly disappeared and then reappeared right in front of her face. “I am in a bad mood tonight, human.” Alucard grabbed the collar of her shirt and held her at eye level.

 

Seras instantly became aware of how much danger she was in and her instincts told her that she should struggle, kick or bite him…Anything! But she knew what he was and the tears came back when a vengeance and she slowly spoke, “I got it in the study…”

 

Alucard dropped her on the bed and his face became unreadable the moment more tears came. “Good girl…” Alucard sighed and closed his ruby eyes for a moment to think; after a moment with his eyes closed he reopened them and gave her his usual grin.

 

“Had to get you to talk someway, I was getting tired of being interrupted…I just wanted some alone time with you…” Alucard was about o apologize but stopped himself and turned away from her. His eyes were wide in surprise…when did he EVER explain himself to anyone?!

 

He felt the presence of Seras at his side and he looked down at the swollen eyes of hers, “What just happened…?” Seras questioned with an expression that was between irritated and just plain confused.

 

Alucard wanted to leave that very instant, but stayed for a moment to give her a response, “Nothing.” And with that the vampire disappeared from view.

 

Seras lowered her head, what exactly did she think of him? She wasn't so sure she'd like the answer…something was happening between the two and it reminded her of an old tail Bram Stoker wrote about.

 

A migraine was making itself known and Seras groaned in exasperation. “Bloody hell…” the Hellsing rookie said while grabbing her pajamas and heading off to the showers, “I hate sleeping after missions without a shower first.”

 

 

A/N: Ta-da! Hoped you guys enjoyed it at least a little…sorry for the long wait, I was having a hard time getting things together…new computer, then right after the new computer I went to New York for a bit…came back with bronchitis, and I was sick for a while…also, this chapter was rather hard to write…getting the characters together is very hard (is a romantic way, that is). :P I would have had this out sooner, for, I wrote the entire chapter a little while back…but I read the chapter I wrote and was disgusted…so I deleted it and wrote this version.

 

Anyhoo, I'll be back soon