Integra was not too happy with my betrayal. I figured she wouldn't be. After all, I betrayed the entire Hellsing organization, an organization run by Integra Fairbook Wingates Hellsing that protects Great Britain from supernatural forces- the vampire, in particular. I had snuck out very late one night- when no one (Alucard in particular) was looking of course- and went to The Millennium troops and told them Hellsing's plans. A big mistake, I know. How they found out? Alucard sensed I was missing before anyone else noticed. So, he went off in search of me and- tracking me by scent (which was simple, since my scent was distinctly sweet)- quickly found me. Hellsing also saw me on the 'prowl' and the other side of the battle field. And now, I was being held prisoner, yet I was free to move about the Hellsing Manor (probably because Integra knew I wouldn't try to get away after fighting with Alucard).
How did I end up here, in the large, grayish-blue mansion that is the Hellsing Manor? I was beaten and captured by Alucard himself. It was a fierce battle, too. Only it was quick. How was I, The Queen of Darkness, beaten by him? Simple. Intregra had told Alucard he could unleash his Zero release form* on me.(*Note: The lower the number of Alucard's release form, the more powerful he gets. His most powerful form is the Zero-release form, where he reverts to his former 45-year-old self- which looks a lot like a knight with a red, slightly torn cape and no helmet. He also has a moustache in this form. His release forms (6-0 if memory serves me right) are his releases of the seals originally used on him to restrain his powers by Abraham Van Hellsing (Not the guy from the movie) when he was captured a century ago. Yes, captured and enslaved. Alucard's master is currently Integra Fairbook Wingates Hellsing. ANYWAYS, back to the story.)
With that knowledge, I half knew I was already beat. Even though I had my doubts about winning that did not stop me from putting up I suppose the fight of my life...Only problem is...I lost.
Of course, as much as she hated to do this, she had to keep an eye on me- since I was not only a traitor, but a prisoner, too -, and so, she had to see to me more often than not. I can understand she wouldn't be all too happy to see me anyways. As I said before, I betrayed the Hellsing organization, and to Integra, I could not be trusted with being fully alone all the time (she usually sends a guard to keep an eye on me during the day and Alucard after me at night), yet strangely enough, she could trust me enough to wander about the manor. It's not like I had much else to do, anyways. Much less did I have anything better to do besides wander about and explore the Hellsing Manor, even though I knew just about every passageway in the gigantic castle-like place.
I bet your probably wondering why Integra thinks I wouldn't try to get away, hmm? Well, that reason is not because I don't want to get away,- believe me, I would get away if I could-it's because of Alucard. That's right. Alucard. After my defeat, he stripped me of my powers- and my pride-... Well, at least most of them. He left my power to heal myself using the shadows, transfer messages via shadows, and my power to transform into my she-wolf form, however, these powers are somewhat limited... He sealed Mujihina Kira (my insane inner demon) deep inside my mind and body, so she could never get out unless truly needed again... So, I cannot fade into the shadows any longer, nor can I get back to my beautiful, dark Kingdom of Shadows...It truly is a beautiful place; it looks a lot like the real world, only everything- even the sun and the sky- has a grayish tinge to it as if a thin layer of darkness is enveloping everything. It is far more peaceful than the real world and it is actually in order over my strong, yet gentle rule...
Integra walks into Alucard's chambers with Walter (an about 70 year old butler, who is in great shape, surprisingly) (where I was, of course, for some reason, gazing upon Alucard's coffin as he slept) and, seeing me a few feet from the door and the coffin without a guard nearby- the bright blue wolf-like eyes on my dark hood (which did its job of keeping my face covered up- at least down to the tip of the bridge of my nose) gazing at it softly in my dark full body cloak. Some pale moonbeams also happen to be creeping in through a small crack in* the door (*Note: Integra left the door open just a crack)-
like soft sand slipping gently out of one's grip- and happens to be reflecting off of the beautifully designed golden streaks that run up my jet, droopy sleeves like claws shearing across human skin. The black sleeves drooped far past my small*, soft hands.(*Note: Although Shadow is tall enough to look like a 17 year old, she is also rather petite, like a child. However, this fact does not mean she is weak. She is actually more powerful than she looks/seems to be. So powerful as to go on par on fighting with Alucard.) The bright blue eyes on my jet hood spot her and Walter but don't exactly notify me, since it- and I- are so focused on the silent, jet coffin. Integra speaks up, "Shadow. What are you doing here?" I turn around, a bit startled by her voice and somewhat harsh tone, but murmur in answer, "Just watching Alucard's coffin, I guess. I've got nothing better to do, anyways." Integra pauses for a moment, giving me a second's untrusting look, as she usually would, and continues, "Oh really? Hm. Horrid excuse if I do say so myself."
The bright blue eyes on my droopy, black hood flare with anger, and I am about to snap at her for ruining the tranquility of the room; however, I don't yell at her, instead, I address her as calmly as I possibly can, "I am telling you the truth. Would I lie about something as simple as watching a coffin?" I don't wait for an answer, and I snap at her, my anger bubbling up fast like Ol' Faithful about to blow hot water up a hundred feet, "It's not my fault you don't trust me! You make yourself not trust me! You and I both know that you can trust me- if you let yourself! But you don't want to let yourself do that! I wouldn't
do what I did to the Hellsing organization again! Not after what Alucard did to me!" I stop myself there- finally regaining the brown, leather reigns for the stallions of self-control as I let go of the black reigns to the raging horses of anger- and wait briefly for an answer, but all I got was an angry glare for snapping at her like that, but Integra retorts viciously, "Just because you are my prisoner- and a traitor- does not mean I have to respect you! Nor trust you! As much as I want to trust you again, I can't and I won't. You don't gain trust- especially mine. You earn it. Understand?!"
Of course, Alucard was aroused by our argument, and he listened silently as we shot a few points* back at each other.(*Note: Points (in my eyes) aren't points in an argument or conversation. To me, they're like retortions to something that was said- be it an insult, a compliment, or statement.) He smiles openly, revealing his fangs (even though we can't see them through his black coffin) and knows what Integra's intentions would soon lead to. However, he soon lets himself drift back to sleep, in case I were to do something after Integra fulfills her intentions and leaves the room with Walter.
Walter walks over quickly to me and whispers, "You shouldn't have done that, Shadow. Now she's angry with you!" He walks over to an angry Integra and
murmurs a few words that are beyond my hearing range. She then pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose, glances at Walter, and sighs. Her almost platinum blonde hair seems to gleam very faintly as the last of the sunbeams die; the pink horizon very slowly fading to black. The room seems to be engulfed in twilight for a few minutes. We seem to be engulfed by a...glimmer of peace, but it only lasts a second...
Then, a distant sound is heard. Not quite like a bullet, but not quite like chains brushing against stone either. We all turn our heads in the direction of the distant sound. It actually sounded something like a growl, yet different in a way. A hollow, mournful growl. Strange, indeed. There were no animals that we knew of that were around here. At least, ones that make that kind of growl. And there was no way that Seras could ever make that kind of growl. I've never heard Alucard make that sound; besides he is currently dormant in his black coffin. Seras is also resting in her earthen brown coffin, so she couldn't have made that sound. It was so odd...
Integra glances at me, and I know exactly what she is thinking. She's looking for an excuse to blame me for something and she apparently found it. She's blaming me for whatever thing produced that growl. I narrow my eyes at her in return (which, of course were hidden under my black hood), even though I know she can't see them, but I didn't really care that much. Then, we notice a great and steady change. And it surprises us to a very great extent.
Our eyes widen. The low growl is....getting louder. What could it possibly be? Integra pulls out her gun partially, and turns towards me- as if about to pit the blame on me. I look her straight in her sea blue eyes- my hood's bright blue eyes* were glowing with a very gentle aura as they stared her down. Then, she turns back toward the black door (where the sound seemed to be coming from) as Walter pulls out his 'durable' strings- able to tear up several rows of enemy troops, block bullets, and demolish buildings effortlessly*. (*Note: This was only when Walter was in his 14-year-old form, if memory serves me right.)
I do remember seeing the Captain during my time with the Millennium. He was a natural werewolf. He usually wore a dark greenish baseball cap- with its brim shortened down to about two inches-, a dark greenish overcoat with a risen collar which covered the lower part of his face- up to the near top of his cheek bones. He had fairly short white hair, glowing, deep red eyes, and he could change into his wolf form whenever he wanted; instead of waiting a whole month for the full moon. He usually used this form in battle, or so I heard from The Major. Apparently, he never talked. Not once did I hear him speak. Not a word. At first, I thought he was a mute or something, but I keep reconsidering it. Either he's selectively mute, or just plain mute. I'm not really sure. However, I think I may have heard his howl, but only once. It was unlike anything I had ever heard. It sounded completely foreign to the canine class. However, it wasn't very likely that The Captain was around here at least.
((Look, this next part is what I'm building up to. So please, bear with me. I know this story is unfinished. I'll finish it evantually.))
...she pulls out her gun and shoots me in the right shoulder. I'm glad that she doesn't aim for my heart as I slam against the cold walls of the dank room that we are in and I slide down the wall- my blood leaving a sloppy, somewhat smudged trail as I slide down the wall, bleeding rather heavily, but not so much as to kill me in minutes- I think it would be more like hours. She smile, but her grin holds no warmth, "C'mon Walter. Let's go. You can do whatever you wi-"
"Integra," I groan in pain as I murmur her name. She glares at me, but listens as I continue, "Please...Don't let Alucard kill me...Please...Anything but that." I plead as Integra turns her back, "You may have your way with her, Alucard. Do whatever you want with her." She lets out a small, some-what evil chuckle, "She's all yours until she dies. I may return tomorrow night however, there's a good chance that I won't come back, thanks to my...'busy' schedule."
Meanwhile, on the inside of his jet, well-polished coffin, Alucard is aroused from slumber at the sound of Integra's command- and the strong scent of blood spreading about the room- and he smiles viciously as he waits patiently in silence for the sun to set- and for Integra to leave the two of us alone for the entire night, probably longer. I gasp in shock, "No. No! Integra! You can't leave me with Alucard! INTEGRA! NO!" I scream in a rising tone but Integra had already walked out the door, however Walter pauses, turns towards me and murmurs in a small voice, "I am sorry, Shadow...but I cannot assist you...Integra has ordered me not to help you...Please forgive me...I will try to talk her out of this...." Walter pauses again, his monocle shining in the dying light of the setting sun, but the look in his eyes tells me that he pities me because he knows, deep down inside, I won't survive the whole night locked in room with a starving vampire, especially one as senescent and fearsome as Alucard.
Walter's look is all sorrow but then he hears Integra call him and he heads for the door glancing back only once, his eyes full of guilt, then he turns his back and heads out the shadowy door. The sun was setting in the pink horizon, the gray door with the black star to seal Alucard into the room had slammed shut and I heard what sounded like locks moving about. I knew the door was locking itself. Integra and Walter were the only ones who had the keys for the door of the room that I'm in.
I look around as I lay on the ground- my back leaning on the wall for support -bleeding and dying and I spot a black coffin in the middle of the room with a silver colored cross on the lid. The coffin appears to have chains around it and on the inside of it (in order to restrain Alucard during the day, the chains had to be placed in the coffin around his body, of course they come undone as he awakens each night). What had I gotten myself into? How stupid of me to piss off Integra like that...Ugh! The room feels so much colder and darker without Integra or Walter or even Pip or Seras on the inside of it. Now I realize how lonely it is in a room without them; how much I enjoy their company.
I can only lay on the wall (and ground) and watch in horror as the last of the sunbeams fade to black.
Then, I hear loud scraping- sounding dangerously close to me -as if someone is dragging chains across stone... Wait...Chains? Dragging across
stone?....I gasp in realization of what is going on around me. Oh no! Alucard is awakening! Shit! I'm screwed now! I then hear a low rumble and a loud, hollow
'POP!' as the chains continue to be dragged along the cold, stony, hard ground. Then, I hear a loud 'Clack' as his coffin's jet wooden lid hit the cold stones of the ground. My frantic eyes bolt to where the sound had originated. I try to see in the pitch-black room, but my eyes fail me.
Then, I see two small orbs that are as red as blood in the back of the room that seem to give off their own light-even in the pitch-darkness of the room. Oh shit. It's him. The Harbringer of Insanity. The Imprisoned King of Darkness. The No-Life King. Vlad the Impaler. The Son of Dracula. It's Alucard, standing about 4 yards distance from me, who is now lying on the ground (almost writhing in pain) and leaning on a wall that has a sloppy smear of blood seeming to drip down the wall while more of the warm, crimson liquid pools at my feet- staining my black full-body cloak and my elongated, currently hidden, dirty blonde hair. I am just about a yard from the door, but even if I make it to the door before Alucard catches me, I won't be able to open it. Then, I hear footsteps as the two crimson eyes grow just beneath the wide floppy brim of a dark red fedora hat and seem to study my every movement. "Hello, Shadow." he says in a deep voice as he approaches slowly...
My eyes widen at the sight of him. "I see you're faring well." He says with a low chuckle. I know he's being sarcastic, but I say nothing as he treads
closer almost soundlessly, his crimson eyes studying my face- now twisting in pain, but I try extremely hard to keep my face straight. I spot a fanged grin as
he bends down towards me. In the pitch darkness of the dank chambers, I lay on the frigid, stony ground- my blood pooling farther out, reaching the tip of
Alucard's black boots, but not quite touching the soles of his feet yet. He had already noticed the crimson liquid pooling outwards towards him as he approached
only moments before, but he makes no move to drink or absorb my sweet*,(*Note: My blood- to all vampires- is very sweet. I am sweet in scent and taste to all.
This is possibly the effect of my 'sweet' and loving nature) warm blood as it spread further outwards slowly, inching closer and closer towards the soles of Alucard's
boots...