Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Looking Glass ❯ The Creature Draped in White ( Chapter 11 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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. And both new guys are mine.
 
 
A/N: Hiya there, sorry for the small amount of waiting time. Thank you for the reviews, um, it took a bit of time because my knee and health are so well right now. Please forgive that. I'll get working on my new chapter soon. :) Please enjoy!
 
 
Seras quickly made her way to the Hellsing manor, which only took a few minutes since the firing range wasn't far away. When she arrived at the stairs she noted that things just outside the house seemed noticeably calm considering the call she'd just received.
 
She ran up the small set of cement stairs and wrapped her little fingers around the doorknob of one of the large wooden doors. Without too much effort she got the heavy door open and saw that the maids were continuing to dust away at certain objects and didn't seem fazed by anything. Seras just shrugged them off and wondered off in the direction of her cousin's office.
 
Seras raised her fist to knock on the thick door, but stopped when she heard the very angry voice of Sir Hellsing. “What do you mean you won't let my men pass?!” She wasn't yelling but was getting close to shouting, at least from what Seras could tell.
 
Seras tried to put her ear close to the door so that she could listen better, but as soon as her head touched the door the door suddenly opened and she lost her balance. The police girl fell into a very surprised looking butler. “What in the world?!” Walter called out as he caught the girl.
 
It took a moment or two before the girl realized that she'd fallen into the arms of the Angel of Death. She regained her footing and pushed away shyly. “Bloody hell, sorry about that Walter!” she said in the way of an apology.
 
“That is what you get for eavesdropping, Police girl. Karma has a way of biting you in the ass,” stated Alucard with amusement riddled in his usually dark voice.
 
Said Police girl whipped her head around to locate the source of that voice. She found him in his usual position, leaning against the wall and smiling at her. She knew exactly what was going through his head at that moment and she instantly turned red.
 
No man had ever touched her in such a way, or made her feel so…sexy. She wasn't even sure if that was the right word. Perhaps she should use the words `turned on' instead.
 
Alucard's grin grew wider as she thought about where his mouth had been, and now she was starting to suspect he could read her mind. Seras narrowed her cobalt eyes at the vampire but stopped when she heard Integra speak.
 
“Agent Victoria, you and Alucard will head to the Village of Cheddar since the Wild Geese aren't allowed there for reasons beyond me at the moment. And as far as I know it is only a ghoul attack. However, there are over a hundred ghouls lurking around that area, maybe less. The information is very…scattered. There is no sign of the Freak just yet; but I can't have a swarm of ghouls attacking the nearest city, which is where they're heading as we speak.” Integra paused for a moment to pull out a cigar.
 
Seras nodded in understanding, but her attention drifted towards the man clad in crimson again. Was he still staring at her? She was afraid to look even though she wanted to badly… `Oh god, just thinking about him again is making my face feel hot…What is it with me that makes him act like he does?' Seras thought while trying to keep her gaze on Integra and not on the vampire.
 
Unfortunately a phone call interrupted Integra and she raised a hand to signal that she was going to take the call. The woman pulled the unlit cigar from her mouth to answer. “Hello?” she said softly into the phone.
 
Alucard was certainly enjoying this moment. He knew his orders and he knew the details on the mission…Getting rid of some ghouls would be boring but at least he could have some fun while he was destroying those creatures. Though it was getting irritating that she wouldn't look at him after what he did for her, training her and all.
 
`Police girl…' Alucard's voice rang through her mind and she almost jumped but refrained from doing so. She simply gave him a quick glance. Integra was in the middle of a phone call and wasn't looking in her direction…unbeknownst to her though, Walter was enjoying the display between the two as well.
 
Seras eyed the vampire. He didn't move, but he continued to stare at her. She wasn't exactly sure how he'd managed to speak to her telepathically, but it unnerved her that he could at all…It was going to be a very long night.
 
Integra hung up the phone again and looked at Seras who was currently gazing at Alucard, and vice versa. Integra's blue orbs glanced over at Walter and he was watching the two of them…That is, he was until he noticed Integra's quizzical look. Giving him the look that asked, `Did I miss something?' Walter smiled warmly and shook his head.
 
“Agent Victoria, please pay attention so I do not have to go over this a second time.” The Hellsing heiress' calm and cooled voice broke through Seras' unconscious eye games with the vampire.
 
“Sorry sir.” Seras lowered her head and looked to the ground, suddenly finding the black and white tiles very interesting.
 
“Keep your head up, Agent.”
 
Seras did as she was told and kept eye contact with her employer. “I wouldn't normally ask Alucard to come along, or even drag you along with him. But since there seems to be a problem I need both of you to leave together. Your orders are simple: search and destroy. Is that clear, Agent Victoria?” Integra asked calmly. Seras shook her head no and Sir Hellsing continued. “You're dismissed, since I have no more details to tell you as of yet. Again you'll be receiving a cell phone to keep in contact with me. You should go get prepared for the mission Agent.” The platinum blond was finished and began looking for the cigar she'd put down.
 
The police girl saluted and turned around and began to leave. “You're leaving without me, police girl?”
 
`Oh bloody Christ.' Seras slowly turned around again to regard the vampire. “Oh, I didn't know you were coming with me to my room.” The only response she got from him was an even bigger smirk. She guessed that meant that he was indeed traveling with her to her quarters.
 

 
Just outside of Cheddar was a run-down and seemingly unused manor. The bricks that made up the house were cracking in various places and dark green vines ran up the two story house, covering most of the walls and sometimes completely covering the windows of the place. Some of the windows were broken and it appeared to have no electricity running through it since no light was visible from the outside. The house was about a hundred years old and showed the sign of its age well.
 
Outside was a thick forest surrounding the house so that people wouldn't see it easily.
 
On the inside, everything was covered in dust. Old furniture had remained untouched for years and there were what used to be white sheets covering all the furniture, protecting them from the dust mites. There were fairly new footprints on the ground though, and it was highly visible to anyone who dared to venture in. The carpet appeared to be a wine colored red and the wallpaper was an off-white color, close to a tan shade. Autumn flowers and leaves were painted at the tops and bottoms of the walls.
 
An old wooden stair case led to a room just below the house, and the basement was a disgusting mess. The cement was discolored in spots because of the moist air and various water leaks. All kinds of garbage was scattered all around the floor of the basement. Spiders took shelter in the corners of the room and their eggs were starting to hatch. The tiny window that used to let the light from the day shine through was now covered in sludge and vines.
 
Despite all of this there was a man sitting in one of the corners of the basement, talking to a young man who was handcuffed to the steam-pipe. He would be dangling by his arms if the handcuffs hadn't been so low to the ground, so his arms rested just above his head.
 
“The fräulein didn't see it coming…and neither did you. Amusing isn't it?” The man with short light brown hair said, his eyes were glowing a menacing red. He wore what looked like an old fashioned white suit which looked like it fit in the days of 1930 or so. His white shoes shimmered and his hair was well kept. It too was combed back and styled to again match the year of 1930.
 
“Why did you do that to her?” The boy was rather calm considering he was handcuffed and there was a large ugly bruise on the side of his pale face. The boy also had shoulder length hair, but his was an inky black and he let some of his long bangs fall into his pale face and covered one of his turquoise colored eyes.
 
“Vhy you ask? Because I simply just didn't like the look of her innocent face, does that answer your question?” There was a hint of a Polish accent.
 
The boy glared and started to tug at his binds. “Someone, help me!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.
 
When he yelled, the vampire instantly covered his ears and pulled his knees to his chest. His eyes changed to an emerald green. “P-please don't howl Troy,” the vampire begged as he started to weep. “I svear I didn't mean to hurt her, honest.”
 
The boy known as Troy turned angry eyes on the creature who was now crying. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
 
“I…I don't know…please don't hurt me.” The vampire started to lean on his side and fell to the ground and then went into a fetal position.
 
Troy would've loved to beat the living shit out of the man if he could move from his spot on the ground. He tugged once more at the binds, the rusty metal from the cuffs began to dig into his tender flesh and make small cuts. Tears started to well up in his eyes as he thought of what had become of his friend. How long would he remain alive?
 
The vampire started to sit up again and began to stand. His eyes were once again crimson and he was grinning at Troy like he was a piece of meat. “I vonder how long it vill take for your friends to find you,” he spat at the boy. “In the meantime, I'm wery hungry…I'll be back later to give you something.”
 
With that, the mystery man walked away from his hostage as if he had nothing to worry about. It wasn't exactly like the boy could make a run for it.
 
Troy shouted once more, “What do you mean my friends?!”
 
There was no reply and the sound of creaking could be heard above Troy's head…the guy had actually left him there.
 

 
So here she was grabbing gear for her mission with the midian. It was time to hunt those poor creatures again. She vaguely wondered if it hurt his soul to kill his own kind like he had been doing for so long…Or did he enjoy it? Even though he went with her to her bedroom he didn't enter it. Said something about being hungry and left for a moment. The thought of Alucard draining one of the maids entered her mind and she shivered. “Creepy…” she mumbled as she continued to grab her combat material from her closet.
 
“What is creepy, police girl?” She felt the cold breath of Alucard whisper into the shell of her ear. Her cobalt eyes opened widely and she turned around ready to hit the undead bastard. However when she did turn around he was leaning in her doorway sipping on what appeared to be…medical blood?! How many of those did he drink a night?
 
“How did you move so fast?” Seras narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him and he just shrugged and lowered his glasses. He gave her an intense look, though she wasn't sure what he was doing with those red eyes.
 
“I haven't moved from my spot, police girl. You must be hearing things.”
 
She just growled and went back to her closet and continued to grab her combat equipment, and stick them in secret places on her person. She placed a combat knife inside her boot, just in case. The ammunition came first, and her new toy. She strapped everything to a brown leather belt around her waist and turned to grin at him this time. “Ready.”
 
Alucard raised a very elegant brow at her. “You keep everything in there…that is different and kind of stupid…” he said while turning around and heading out of her room.
 
“Why is it stupid?” Seras questioned defensibly.
 
“Because anyone can grab your gun at anytime, most cops don't realize until its too late that the suspect has taken their gun. And that is why it is stupid, police girl,” he said almost mockingly.
 
She glared at his back for a moment before realizing he was about to leave her.
 
“Hey…why aren't we using your shortcut black portal thingy?!” Seras shouted as she chased him out the door. He was much faster than she originally thought. What she saw when she went out of her bedroom was mind boggling.
 
There were about a hundred black tendrils coming from the inside of his coat and his hair was wrapping around him like snakes. What looked like coal colored smoke radiated from the tendrils and a red glow radiated from his body. His hat remained but his glasses were gone and his crimson eyes stood out in the darkness as well. “Who said we weren't? I don't like doing this in the light too much; and your room is too bright… Now come here and hang on tight, or you might loose a limb or two,” he said sadistically with a wide grin plastered on his face.
 
Seras walked slowly up the shadows emitting from his body, afraid that if she got too close they would swallow her whole. “Um, Alucard…sir, these things won't eat me right?” she asked timidly.
 
“Quit dawdling, police girl, it's very frustrating,” Alucard replied sternly. If she didn't hurry they would mess the whole mission up, and he completely avoided her question. He knew where the coordinates were for this attack…so there was no reason for them to make those poor souls wait any longer.
 
“Sorry sir!” Seras quickly ran up to him, trying her best not to let the tendrils get to her even though they were currently running up her legs and wrapping themselves around her. She screwed her eyes shut and tried to think of something completely different.
 
Alucard wrapped his long arms around the girl who still remained a few inches away and pulled her close…why he did it was beyond him at the moment, she needn't be so close to survive this… Perhaps he was just getting annoyed with the way she was acting and had pulled her close in aggravation. He lowered his head and spoke quietly into her ear. “I told you to hang on tight, and standing a few feet away won't help you get through this. You are human, you won't live without holding on as I instructed so do as I say.” Alucard growled out the last part.
 
Seras looked up at his slightly angry face and was about to retort when she realized they were now standing in the middle of a very big and beautifully thick forest. Whatever had been on her mind just a second ago vanished into thin air. “Wow that was amazing…” The police girl backed away from him and stared in shock.
 
With her body heat now gone Alucard frowned, this feeling was all too familiar. “Let's go.”
 
Seras turned around with a genuine smile on her pretty face. “Right,” she replied while pulling out her gun.
 
Seras knew what to aim for when the time came and she was pretty sure she knew how to handle this new heavy gun, but she still had that nervous knot in her belly and she began to chew her bottom lip.
 
Minutes passed and there was no sign of any ghouls or any Freaks. Both the human and vampire were getting bored. Alucard decided to start a conversation up. “How much police training have you had?”
 
Seras glanced over at the vampire and answered him, “A couple of years with my father, if that counts, and I had two or three years with both police and military training. It's kind of hard to explain…”
 
“Indulge me, police girl,” he said in a bored fashion.
 
“Well, my father made many friends in the force and they felt bad, I suppose you could call it pity, when what happened to him and my mum happened, so his friends both military and police alike would all train me in hand to hand combat as well as how to use firearms…they did all this in their free time,” she answered sadly, but still keeping her eyes peeled for any vampiric activity.
 
“I think…you still have a lot to live up to as far as being a Hellsing member is concerned, police girl,” Alucard said while shooting at a ghoul in the distance. Seras instantly looked around but saw nothing and Alucard lowered his Jackal.
 
“What do you mean by that?” Seras narrowed her eyes as she looked over at the vampire, she didn't really like his tone.
 
“I mean exactly what I said. You're not qualified just yet,” Alucard replied with an uninterested tone.
 
“And how would you have any experience with the Hellsing troops? It's not like you work with any of them anyhow, right Alucard?” Seras growled out, he made her feel like a child and she detested that feeling.
 
Alucard tilted his head in her direction. “How would you even know that? Have you asked anyone, new girl?”
 
“I assumed that—” Seras was interrupted but his dark chuckle. “What is so damn funny?”
 
“You think, no, you assume to know things about me and my interactions with the humans…You know nothing of me or my past, police girl,” Alucard said while glowering at her, his red eyes menacing.
 
“Then prove to me that you know what it feels like to be abandoned and betrayed by people you love! Tell me about your life under the servitude of the Hellsing family!” Seras lowered her gun and stood her ground, almost yelling at him.
 
However, she didn't expect the next thing that happened…
 
Alucard quickly disappeared in front of her eyes again and reappeared close to her body. His larger frame towered over her and she slowly backed away from him until her back was against a large tree. “Do you think you could handle the dark tale of my past, police girl?” he asked in a mocking way, anger coating his voice.
 
Her gun fell to the forest floor but the clank from the metal didn't faze either of the two beings deep in conversation.
 
She wanted to say something to get the vampire to back off of her, but when she opened her mouth no words left her throat, her vocal cords refused to work and suddenly her mouth became very dry.
 
“You haven't witnessed as much as I have. And as far as I'm concerned, you are just a cowardly girl afraid to see the true darkness in this world,” Alucard whispered as he rested each arm on either sides of the mossy bark behind her.
 
“How can you say that when you don't know my story either?” Seras whimpered out.
 
“I assumed it. You want to know my experience with the Hellsing members, do you? Did
Walter ever tell you who his original partner was, hmm? Or did he forget to mention that I helped him in 1944?” Alucard lowered his head until his face was a mere two inches away from hers. His expression still held a bit of anger, but he was smiling again…She had a feeling he knew that he was making her nervous.
 
“N-no he didn't really mention that part,” Seras stuttered out. She was trying to keep her eyes on his forehead because every time she looked at his gorgeous crimson orbs her gaze would drift down to his pale lips.
 
`Walter was something more than just a butler then…?' She knew it was very possible.
 
“And you never wondered why I called him `Little Angel'?” he asked with an amused look gleaming in his eyes….oh god, she was looking at his eyes again!
 
“I thought it was a pet name…or some sort of endearment.” Seras blushed when her eyes drifted to his mouth again, she didn't realize that the vampire noticed the small glances at his lips.
 
“See something you like, police girl?” Alucard laughed a bit, her face turned to a shade of red resembling a tomato.
 
“No! I just thought…I saw a bug…” Seras turned her head and looked to the side. Just then she realized that they were supposed to be completing their orders and not goofing around in a forest… `That didn't come out right…what the bloody hell is wrong with my brain tonight!?' She blushed once more at the perverted thoughts. Seras kept her gloved hands at her sides, but fiddled with the hem of her skirt nervously as she tried to focus on anything but him.
 
Alucard didn't speak of her thoughts at the time; his train of thought was currently focused on her smooth and slender neck. The collar was still a bit loose, despite the measurements Walter made, that would have to be fixed…later.
 
His fangs instantly extended and his eyes starting to turn a deeper shade of scarlet. Her jugular was visible to him and he could slowly move in and sink his fangs in and taste that wonderful blood again.
 
Alucard jerked his head back and the girl looked at him strangely. He didn't want to drag another person into this unless they were in danger of dying, on the verge of death, or it was just simply their choice…Bringing someone into this sort of undead life wasn't something he did randomly, no, this un-life was an extremely difficult path to live. Watching your loved ones die around you and you never age. Soon you grew tired of it and just became bored with everything, just wanting a great battle with someone who could end it all and you could go out in a blaze of glory.
 
Seras looked at him with quizzical eyes, was there something she missed…? As she was just about to ask him she heard groaning, lots of different groans and moans moving in fast, and Alucard pulled away from her as if she'd burned him. `He's a strange one,' Seras mused in her mind while picking up her gun that she had accidentally dropped to the ground when he `attacked' her.
 
“How many are there, Alucard?” Seras asked while making sure her gun didn't have the safety on.
 
“Enough, probably about thirty or so,” he answered without a hint of excitement.
 
She didn't say anything, indicating that she had acknowledged him, but continued to aim the gun in the direction she heard the ghouls coming from.
 
Soon the ghouls' purplish glowing eyes appeared in the distance, stumbling towards them and groaning in what she thought was pain. The smell of rotting flesh made its way to her nose and she tried not to gag at the disgusting scent. Her hands started to shake a little bit and she began to chew her bottom lip in anxiety.
 
There was no sign of their leader. The vampire didn't show himself at all and it seemed Alucard couldn't sense his presence either or else he would've run off for the upcoming battle. But she decided to ask him anyway. “Sir, have you picked up the vampire's chi yet?”
 
“No…” Alucard replied in an irritated tone, he didn't like it when his nose or anything else failed him…or maybe this wasn't a Freak at all. That made his eyes brighten and he began his elimination of the undead creatures.
 
The nosferatu looked over at his partner when he realized he hadn't heard any of her gunfire. “Don't forget what I told you about distractions. They are no longer the children they appear to be, police girl. All you can do now is put them to sleep and end their misery,” Alucard said over his shoulder to the girl shaking at the mere thought of killing children.
 
`This has to be related to what happened to my friend…' Seras thought frantically while looking at all the children's mangled faces. “I'm sorry for what I'm about to do…” Seras wanted to screw her eyes shut but kept them open and aimed for one of the kids' heart and pulled the trigger. The ghoul let out a small scream and turned into dust.
 
After the first ghoul was shot down the rest were easier to kill. She went on pretending they were just targets like back at the training grounds. Alucard watched with a bit of pride…even if they were just ghouls and nothing more. The vampire went back to eradicating the creatures around him.
 
After the ghouls were eliminated the Freak still didn't show and Alucard was loosing his patience. Sure he had his whole undead army do his bidding for him in the past and he probably would do it again, but he was usually around them to complete whatever goal he would have had at the time. This Freak wasn't showing his face or his presence and as far as Alucard knew only true nosferatu could actually mask their presence…The dust coming from the ghouls was another strange thing about it all as well. If it had been a Freak, then the ghouls who remain little pieces of meat after being shot down.
 
So, what did it all mean? He was sure the Freak commanding all these ghouls was indeed a fake imitation and nothing more, but that didn't explain everything else…
 

 
The Angel of Death went about his duties of the Hellsing manor while Integra took her much needed break, and since the Wild Geese were not able to pass the blockade, it gave her time to rest. Walter decided to clean up the glass in Miss Victoria's room and grab whatever soiled clothing lay around. These types of duties didn't really faze him like it used to, back when his employer was younger.
 
The maids refused to go near the new girl's room because at one point they tried and Alucard scared them half to death and said something about touching Miss Victoria's bloodied clothes…and rumors spread about Alucard and Seras' relationship, things concerning weird blood fetishes and such. Those stories usually made Walter chuckle whenever he heard them, though the maids didn't like his response when they did tell him about the rumors.
 
First he swept up the glass and threw that away, and then he went about cleaning the laundry basket in her room. He noticed that her last pair of clothes…didn't look like they were removed carefully. Walter thought nothing of it, thinking, no, knowing Alucard must've done that. The butler sighed and closed his old eyes. He really wished to know what went through that vampire's head every once in awhile.
 
After a few moments of cleaning the room Walter was just about to walk out and go do another one of his duties but he stopped short when he noticed a strange looking…journal, from what he could tell. The jacket was made of old leather he noticed as he walked up to it to take better look that was indeed made of brown leather. On further inspection of the strange diary he saw that there was a name written on the cover, and there were no other labels on the journal.
 
“I wonder how old this thing must be… Wait…Sir John Williams…?” Walter cracked the open up the book to look at the text and see if this journal was indeed real and not just a fake.
 
The inscription was written in ink and it appeared to be about hundred or so years old, the style of the writing fit that of Sir John Williams. Walter had seen some of his work in the past and had a knack for recognizing someone's unique writing style. “Why would she have such a thing in her room?” Walter began to flip through the pages and read a few of the entries; this was something that the history books could never teach you and something he never even heard of.
 
September 31st, 1888
 
Something is really wrong. Jonathan's personality is getting stranger by the hour and I'm not sure what to do. I suspect he may have something to do with those poor young girls that have been slaughtered recently. In fact just last night there was a double murder. Van Hellsing is on his way back to London and I shall speak with Queen Victoria on the matter as quickly as possible, I am not sure what to do as of yet, but I am frightened for my well being and my family's well being. I hope that the Professor returns hastily…
 
A couple of moments passed as Walter continued to read the journal. He suddenly stopped and shut the book and left the room in a hurried manner.
 

 
Though her migraine still remained, Integra wouldn't let the burden get to her right now… there was so much work to do. The chip problem, then there were these unusual murders, but what murder wasn't unusual? After that there was Seras Victoria and the case of her heritage as well as the case of her friends missing. Also, there was the matter of the Vatican and…her birthday was approaching quickly.
 
The platinum blond sighed in frustration and removed her glasses for a moment. “It never stops…how did you deal with it, father?” As she spoke her gaze wondered to the painting of him hanging on her wall.
 
A rather impatient sounding knock sounded at the door and Integra quickly put her glasses on her face and told the person at her door to enter.
 

 
Alucard continued to walk around in the forest with the girl at his side. Though he still considered her to be a cowardly child, she was doing quite well for herself. It looked like the time he had taken in showing how to properly hold a gun was paying off.
 
“Hey Alucard sir…Uh…” Seras broke the awkward silence with her angelic voice.
 
Alucard didn't show any real sign of him acknowledging her, but he did tilt his head as if he was listening to her…A few moments of silence passed and Alucard finally turned to look at the human girl. “Well, what is it?”
 
“Oh, well, I wanted to say that what I said before was really uncalled for.” Seras lowered her blue eyes to the ground and lowered her gun at her side, though she was still alert.
 
“Why are you apologizing for something so trivial?” The vampire nearly laughed at her child-like manner. Seras didn't look up at him, keeping her head down as if she was just caught stealing from the cookie jar and she didn't answer his rhetorical question either. “Police girl, hold your head up, you look pathetic…Don't be a spineless coward,” he said smoothly, and just as he had guessed she would do, she instantly looked up at him and glared.
 
“Where the hell is the Freak anyhow?” she asked irritably. Seras looked in front of her and gasped; Alucard followed her gaze and saw what she was looking at.
 
The Freak had decided to show his face. His clothes were that of a vicar and he had a sadistic smirk on his ugly mug.
 
“Right there,” Alucard replied smugly.
 
“We've been looking for you, and we don't like to be kept waiting.” Alucard aimed his guns at the man dressed as a Priest.
 
Thousands of glowing eyes appeared behind the vicar and began to moan and groan. “Oh really, and who are you?” he asked angrily despite the smirk plastered on his face.
 
Unbeknownst to the people ready to battle each other, a watcher sat in the trees on a large branch with a sadistic smile on his handsome features. His green eyes were currently trained on the girl in yellow. His eyes didn't glow; he knew the hunter vampire would notice instantly and see his hiding spot in the foliage. Though there was red tinged in his jade orbs, hinting at what he truly was.
 

 
Walter entered the office quickly and stopped before his mistress to grin at her. “I believe I have something of importance to you, Sir Hellsing,” Walter said almost happily.
 
Integra quirked an eyebrow at his strange behavior and asked, “Well, what is it?” She also noticed he was holding some sort of journal…why did he bring such a thing to her office? She didn't need to know about his personal entries.
 
The butler walked slowly up to the Hellsing heiress and showed her the journal. She again gave him a puzzled look. “Walter, I appreciate your dedication to my family and all, but I don't believe that I should look at your personal stories,” Integra said lightly, and Walter chuckled.
 
“No sir, have a look yourself. This isn't mine, but I think it may hold great importance to Miss Victoria, seeing as I found this article in her room,” Walter replied evenly. Integra grabbed the book from his giving hand and began to look at it in suspicion.
 
The platinum blond cracked the spine of the journal and looked over the first few pages, not paying any mind to the name on the cover. Integra flipped through some of the pages with an uninterested expression much like Walter did not ten minutes before. Then she started to realize what this book was and what it meant to everything.
 
“When she gets back, send her to my office immediately, Walter,” Integra said sternly, fearing that the girl was indeed selling them out or doing something much worse.
 
The butler bowed and left the room so she could continue her work.
 
 
A/N: I don't know if I actually like this chapter or not…I didn't add any action because as I've stated before I'm terrible at it…ummm, the bad guy is finally revealed! As for Troy, I wanted him to look a lot like the character Moses from Blood Plus (but much younger)…if you haven't seen it, just tell me and I'll give you a link to his picture…Anyhoo, until next time. :)