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bloodsong1) wrote2005-06-16 07:49 pm
bloodsong1) wrote2005-06-16 07:49 pm
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One way or Another
I WILL get this story out of my head! Bedamned to you, Muse! Oh, yeah. Hellsing does not belong to me. I'm just a fangirl. Please don't sue.
The enemy was insidious. It swept silently through the barracks, gaining strength from each victim. As it moved from person to person, it grew and changed. Once the barracks were completed, it moved on to the house. One by one, the staff fell before it. Such an enemy had never so completely ravaged the Hellsing Organization. Nothing could stop it. Attempts to counter it failed. Finally, when it had reached its peak of power, it struck the last two people standing.
"Ugh." Integral shivered despite her wool suit. The influenza bug that had spent the last three months making the rounds had finally caught her. Or had she caught it? She couldn't tell, her mind was so fuzzy. Despite the raging fever, lack of appetite and general body aches, she sat at her desk, trying to subdue the second demon in her life; paperwork. The first demon was hovering over her shoulder. Maybe she could blame him for the chill.
"I do not know if I should call you determined or stubborn." Alucard drawled, leaning his head over the back of her chair. He was the only one immune to the virus and took great delight in rubbing it in her face. Integral ignored him and contined signing the medical forms. Thankfully, the troops had fully recovered as well as most of the staff. A few were out on sick leave, but they were due back in a few days. "You are about to fall out of this chair, Master."
"Go away." Integral pushed her sixth, or was it seventh?, med form into the messy out pile and pulled another towards her. Alucard snatched it out from under her fingers.
"This is a requisition form for...high speed wireless installed in the barracks." He informed her, reading the request. His mouth twitched into a smile. The lieutenants were the first to go down and now that they had recovered, they were trying to take advantage. Alucard crumpled the form in his hand and tossed it at the rubbish bin next to the desk. It landed square in the middle. Alucard smirked and glanced at Integral. She had her glasses off and was rubbing her eyes.
CRASH! The sound of glass breaking sent Alucard out into the hall in a blink. He stared. Walter, the inflappable butler and Angel of Death, was lying on the floor. Lying crumpled, no less, with a broken lamp beside him and an end table resting on his right arm. Alucard knelt beside the fallen butler. His senses told him Walter was alive, but seriously ill. He moved the table off of Walter.
"What happened." Integral demanded, coming out of the study. Alucard rolled Walter over. He was pale, slightly grey, and his breathing was irregular. He was also burning hot.
"He fainted. He's caught what you have." A maid and a footman came running. They gasped when they saw Walter. Alcuard whipped around and caught Integral, who swayed on her feet. "And I have had enough." He scooped up Integral, who protested in a very weak voice. "You two, get Walter into bed. I'm calling the doctor."
The enemy was insidious. It swept silently through the barracks, gaining strength from each victim. As it moved from person to person, it grew and changed. Once the barracks were completed, it moved on to the house. One by one, the staff fell before it. Such an enemy had never so completely ravaged the Hellsing Organization. Nothing could stop it. Attempts to counter it failed. Finally, when it had reached its peak of power, it struck the last two people standing.
"Ugh." Integral shivered despite her wool suit. The influenza bug that had spent the last three months making the rounds had finally caught her. Or had she caught it? She couldn't tell, her mind was so fuzzy. Despite the raging fever, lack of appetite and general body aches, she sat at her desk, trying to subdue the second demon in her life; paperwork. The first demon was hovering over her shoulder. Maybe she could blame him for the chill.
"I do not know if I should call you determined or stubborn." Alucard drawled, leaning his head over the back of her chair. He was the only one immune to the virus and took great delight in rubbing it in her face. Integral ignored him and contined signing the medical forms. Thankfully, the troops had fully recovered as well as most of the staff. A few were out on sick leave, but they were due back in a few days. "You are about to fall out of this chair, Master."
"Go away." Integral pushed her sixth, or was it seventh?, med form into the messy out pile and pulled another towards her. Alucard snatched it out from under her fingers.
"This is a requisition form for...high speed wireless installed in the barracks." He informed her, reading the request. His mouth twitched into a smile. The lieutenants were the first to go down and now that they had recovered, they were trying to take advantage. Alucard crumpled the form in his hand and tossed it at the rubbish bin next to the desk. It landed square in the middle. Alucard smirked and glanced at Integral. She had her glasses off and was rubbing her eyes.
CRASH! The sound of glass breaking sent Alucard out into the hall in a blink. He stared. Walter, the inflappable butler and Angel of Death, was lying on the floor. Lying crumpled, no less, with a broken lamp beside him and an end table resting on his right arm. Alucard knelt beside the fallen butler. His senses told him Walter was alive, but seriously ill. He moved the table off of Walter.
"What happened." Integral demanded, coming out of the study. Alucard rolled Walter over. He was pale, slightly grey, and his breathing was irregular. He was also burning hot.
"He fainted. He's caught what you have." A maid and a footman came running. They gasped when they saw Walter. Alcuard whipped around and caught Integral, who swayed on her feet. "And I have had enough." He scooped up Integral, who protested in a very weak voice. "You two, get Walter into bed. I'm calling the doctor."
hm...
BTW, I suggest you put further story writings out in the open like this, rather than under cut-tags. Gets the reader interested before they realize it's a story. :-P
Re: hm...
Oh, and this is a fanfic for the anime "Hellsing". This'll be exclusively Hellsing, unlike my previous story that crossed Hellsing with Get Backers.
Check out http://hellsing.pioneeranimation.com/operatives.html for a list of characters. This site also has clips from the series and some nifty downloads too.
Re: hm...
*hisses*
Hellsing is much better.