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Chapter III: Coming Home
Ten years later…
"Your mother is here, Miss Hellsing," the dry voice of the dorm head said.
Fifteen-year old Christina Elizabeth Hellsing looked up from the book she was reading, St. Augustine's De Civitas Dei–the City of God. She smiled thinly at the dorm head, an old spinster with salt and pepper hair. "Thank you, Miss Agnes. I'll be downstairs in a few minutes." You may leave us now, the tone of her voice said, a tone anyone rarely ignored. The dorm head scowled, but left anyway.
"I still can't believe you can do that to her," her best friend, Anna Katrina Rothschild said. She sat in a chair a few feet away from Christina. "If I used that tone on her, she'd have me thrown out of the dorm."
Christina didn't say anything, but Anna knew that. Her best friend lapsed into silence every now and then, depending on her mood. "Are you going to tell your mother about…you-know-what?" Anna asked her.
"I don't know, Anna." Christina stood up, drawing herself to her full height. "I simply don't know."
Anna studied her best friend. Christina had short, slightly curly blonde hair. She was taller than most girls her age and had very fair skin. However, it was her eyes that attracted so much attention. Her eye color was unlike any color Anna had seen–red. Christina's eyes were as red as blood, framed by sooty lashes. The combination made her look so exotic, so mysterious, and so…dangerous. "We have to tell someone," Anna pointed out.
"Why don't you tell your parents?"
Anna snorted. "They wouldn't believe me. They'd probably think we had some sadistic orgy in the forest and…" her voice trailed off. "They just won't believe me."
"Well, we can't count on Jean-Luc Gautier and Rachel Marie Kent. They're too terrified to say anything."
"What about Michael?" Anna suggested, pertaining to Michael Jonathan Harker, a classmate of theirs and the very handsome heir of a multi-billion-business empire.
It was Christina's turn to snort with disgust. "Harker?" she spat out. "He's even worse. He's acting like nothing's happened."
"You really hate Harker, don't you?" Anna asked quietly. Christina and Michael had always been at odds with each other. Anna couldn't remember a time the two were actually friendly with each other.
"I don't hate him. I just find him extremely annoying."
Anna shook her head. "If you say so." The room was silent for a moment, then she asked in a small, frightened voice, "That…thing…it's dead, right?"
Christina stared at her straight in the eye. "I'm not sure, Kat."
Anna jumped up from her seat. "Not sure!" she exclaimed in a shrill voice. "Chris, you shot it in the head six times! It's dead. It has to be dead!"
"Maybe."
"Maybe? Chris, maybe isn't enough! We have to be sure it's really dead!"
"Would you like to check for yourself?"
That stopped Anna cold. She wasn't brave enough to check, and she didn't really want to. She sank back to her chair. "I'm sorry about that, Chris. It's just that I'm scared." She glared at her best friend, who was looking at her with a serene expression. "How can you be so calm in a situation like this?"
"Practice," Christina said dryly, smiling slightly. "Enough talk about this. Come on, let's meet my mother."
*******
"Hello, Mother," Christina said formally as soon as she entered the lobby of the dorm. A tall figure in a light brown suit turned.
The first time Anna met Christina's mother, she was awed how alike yet at the same time different mother and daughter were. Christina had her mother's blonde hair, but her skin and eye color probably belonged to someone else. From her father, perhaps. However, both Hellsing women had the same proud, erect bearing that seemed to come naturally to them.
Now, seeing her again, Anna noted that Integral Wingates Hellsing hardly changed at all. She was still as proud and as dignified as before. Miss Integral looked a little older, but maybe that was because her hair was tied up in a severe chignon or maybe because she was wearing glasses.
"Good morning, Christina," Integral Hellsing said. She turned to Anna. "Good morning, Anna."
"Good morning, Miss Hellsing," Anna returned, She resisted the urge to curtsy.
"Are you ready to go home, Christina?" When Christina nodded, Integra added, "Good. I'll have Walter pick up your suitcases."
"Walter came with you? Isn't he a bit old for this?" Christina asked. Anna was a little startled by that. If she remembered what Chris had told her, Walter was the Hellsing's butler who would be in his late eighties by now.
Integra smiled slightly, a smile almost identical to the one Christina gave Anna earlier. "He insisted."
"I see." Christina turned to Anna. "Well, I guess this is farewell, for now, anyway. You'll be leaving in a few minutes, anyway."
Anna took her best friend's hand. "Be careful." Anna felt Christina squeeze her hands slightly. "Call me."
The heir to Hellsing suddenly grinned. "No force on earth would stop me. Take care, Kat."
*******
Christina sat silently at the car, watching the scenery. Nothing but trees. She closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep, but the memory of the smell prevented her. She clenched her fists in frustration.
"Is something bothering you, Miss Christina?" Walter asked, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.
She shook her head. She and Walter were the only ones in the car. Her mother should have been with them but earlier, when they were about to leave, a Hellsing Helicopter came out of nowhere. There was an emergency meeting, and Integra had to go there immediately. "How is everything in Hellsing?"
"Everything is well. Your mother makes sure of that."
"I see." There was a moment of silence, then Christina asked in a serious voice, "Walter, was there a Hellsing operation in the town near The Academy about three weeks ago?"
Walter did not reply for a few seconds. Then he said, "Yes."
"FREAKS?"
"Yes."
"Was he there?"
"He, Miss Christina?"
Christina concealed her impatience. "You know who I mean. The vampire. And Celes. Were they there?"
"I believe so."
She settled back on her seat. "I see." She closed her eyes again. "It's going to be a long drive. I'm going to sleep," she announced.
"As you wish, Miss Christina."
*******
"We're here, Miss Christina," Walter told her.
Christina opened her eyes and looked around. It was already night. Hellsing Manor. She slowly stepped out of the car, a small smile on her face. She was home.
"Welcome back," a familiar feminine voice said. Turning to the source of the voice, she realized it was Celes Victoria. She still looked as young as ever. She bowed at her.
"Thank you, Celes," she said coolly.
"My master also welcomes you."
Christina didn't say anything. She simply inclined her head. She turned to Walter. "I'll be in my old room." Walter nodded and bowed slightly.
As soon as she opened the door, the phone near the front door rang. Frowning, Christina picked it up. "Hellsing Manor. Who's this?" she asked.
"It's me, Chris." It was Anna, and she sounded terrified.
"Anna, what's wrong?"
That was when Anna became hysterical. "It's Jean Luc! Chris, God, oh God! He's dead!"
"What?" That couldn't be. Jean Luc came home a day earlier than them. He was as healthy as an ox when he left. The room suddenly became cold. "How? How did he die?"
"He was drained of his blood."
~T.B.C.~
Wahhh...thanks for those who posted. Yes, chapter 12 is finished, but I'm not putting it up yet.
ja!
The Hellsing Heir: Chapter III: Coming Home
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"There are easier ways to die; this is NOT one of them!"
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Oooo!! Soo good!!
I have a question, since I haven't read this anywhere else and I thought that I would let you just post it all here so that I can read it, Are you planning on telling this fic mainly from Christina's POV? That would be fairly intersting to see.
Something that I really liked was how you have Integra trusting Seras more with her daughter then Alucard! I never thought that Integra liked Seras all that much, but I like the way it works with this story.
Awesome!! I can't wait untill you post more!
~Eden
I have a question, since I haven't read this anywhere else and I thought that I would let you just post it all here so that I can read it, Are you planning on telling this fic mainly from Christina's POV? That would be fairly intersting to see.
Something that I really liked was how you have Integra trusting Seras more with her daughter then Alucard! I never thought that Integra liked Seras all that much, but I like the way it works with this story.
Awesome!! I can't wait untill you post more!
~Eden
"We seem dead set on turning ourselves into little monsters, don't we? Wonder why that is? It's all the rage all of a sudden. And all of us, is sooo busy running around, trying to beat each other to the finish line that no one notices the big sign from God that says : Stop-Messing-with-my-Stuff." Doc Conners - Ultimate Spiderman Volume 3
The dust bunnies and the plot bunnies are conspiering, . . . I think thats why I keep loosing all my socks.
The dust bunnies and the plot bunnies are conspiering, . . . I think thats why I keep loosing all my socks.
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Not really all in Chris's POV. It shifts every now and then. Anyway, thanks for reading. I've actually finished chapter 12, but I'll finish posting stuff here first.
As for Celes, you'll find more of her in the later chapters. By the Way, in Chap. 4, Christina and Alucard gets to talk to each other.
well, ja!
As for Celes, you'll find more of her in the later chapters. By the Way, in Chap. 4, Christina and Alucard gets to talk to each other.
well, ja!
VP of the BI Hentai Club
Ennis Tremellyn, Director of CIA in The Man.
?We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.? ? Maester Aemon of The Night's Watch, A Song of Ice and Fire
"There are easier ways to die; this is NOT one of them!"
For ALL your anime/game sountrack needs: http://gh.ffshrine.org?r=23263
Avatar is from the Naruto Shippuden trailer, made by farlist in LJ.
Ennis Tremellyn, Director of CIA in The Man.
?We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.? ? Maester Aemon of The Night's Watch, A Song of Ice and Fire
"There are easier ways to die; this is NOT one of them!"
For ALL your anime/game sountrack needs: http://gh.ffshrine.org?r=23263
Avatar is from the Naruto Shippuden trailer, made by farlist in LJ.