ROSES OF INCEST
Chapter 7: No names
At the Hellsing Organization's bioengineering facility, Integra Wingates watched the xenobiology team dissect the strange monster that attacked Seras Victoria the day she met D. behind a window.
“All this is very strange, Sir Integra," said the doctor in charge of the place.
“Your report gives more questions than answers Dr. Jameson,” Integra said, as she turned over the pages given to her by the skinny individual. “You tell me that this giant millipede creature was not begotten, but "made", how is that possible?”
“Please Sir Integra, observe the xenobiology team. Show her, boys," the doctor ordered as he made a sign with his arm.
A couple of doctors removed part of the creature's exoskeleton, carried this type of shell made up of moving plates and showed Integra the inner wall of the shell, which was in contact with the creature's soft skin.
“What the hell!” exclaimed the woman and no one could blame her. Engraved on the inner wall of the shell piece were inscribed what appeared to be Egyptian hieroglyphics and Nordic runes.
The strange inscriptions that you Sir Integra sees correspond to part of a pattern that is repeated all over the inner side of the exoskeleton of the specimen obtained in Scotland.
“Have you had it traduced yet?”
“Yes, the signs reveal the following legend: "Your flesh and blood can be molded, you will be a servant who will bring to the world the authentic peace that lies with the undead”.”
Integra frowned, something inside her told her that this was just the beginning. An ugly premonition ran down her back, similar to the one she had before the attack by the Valentine brothers, the vampires of the Millennium Organization.
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Unaware of the concerns of Hellsing's leader, Seras Victoria and D, they were in one of the training camps, more specifically, in the basement of Hellsing's soldiers' barracks.
As a vampire the girl was no longer sweating, however, she was not willing to give up the human habit of taking a shower every morning.
"D is not a thoroughbred vampire, his mother was human.... I wonder if he needs to shower like everyone else," thought Seras as she imagined the naked man soapy all over his body.
Seras couldn't help but bite her lip, but she remembered in time that he couldn't be distracted at the time as she had to stick to a schedule.
After she got out of the shower and changed, she went to the refrigerator and took out her blood bag. She put the blood on a flat plate and sighed before taking the liquid with a spoon.
"D is right, everyone is right. I have to take this thing.... I just hope D isn't disappointed when I change the color of my eyes."
Once the vampire breakfast was over, Seras went to the bathroom again to see her reflection in the mirror.
The eyes actually changed to a deep crimson color.
“Heavens... no way. Well, it's still early. Maybe D's still sleeping.”
Seras' face suddenly lit up, a catlike smile was drawn on her face as a curious idea was formed. She would walk into D's "room", maybe even wake him up and see his naked torso.
"Will he sleep in his pajamas? Will he be upset if I wake him up with a kiss?", so thought the young woman as she fantasized about these and other absurdities, as she walked to her door and opened it.
To her surprise, the dhampir was at her side and in front of her door, he was sitting, it was not possible to tell whether he was sleeping or not as the man was covered by his dark suits that covered his entire body, along with the huge black hat with the wide brim.
“D? Hello... good morning, I mean, good evening.”
“Seras, the sun has just set," said D and then led the march to the training camp.
"Mooo, I wish he'd say more, but that quiet, reserved attitude is part of his charm."
Seras saw the training camp, which emulated the labyrinthine corridors of an urban center, when D came up with something she didn't expect.
“Your eyes don't look so bad, Seras.”
“Really?!”
“You must concentrate, if you do, you can make them blue again, so that they will only become red when you get into a frenzy.”
“When I get into a blood frenzy?”
“You can stop the blood frenzy if you concentrate, you will only use the frenzy in combat and still not need to drink blood from those you face.”
“I see.”
“It's not that hard, I don't understand why Alucard, my father, didn't teach you that.”
“I guess the master has his own concerns.... Hey D, have you talked to Alucard yet? Why can't we call him Dracula, if that's his real name?”
“We cannot call it by its authentic name because of the seal it has on it, to do so would weaken the seal.”
“I don't think the master will decide to betray Lady Integra if the seal is broken.”
“Perhaps, but Sir Integra prefers it this way.”
“What about your father D, have you talked to him yet?”
D didn't answer, he just watched as the last of the mercenaries left the place to give them a free pass.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be impertinent.”
“Don't worry, as you said, he has his own worries.”
Another silence came, but unlike the previous one, this one did not seem uncomfortable but calm and personal, as if they were sharing something intimate.
“You will show me your weapons," said D at the end, cutting off the moment of silence.
Seras took D to a section of the camp, where she taught him the Harkonnen I and II.
“Lady Integra entrusted me with these weapons because no human can carry so much weight," said Seras between proud and ashamed of having to show D, that pair of monstrosities.
“This is not right, a vampire's power does not come from his brute strength, but from his agility and most importantly: intelligence.”
“JA, it seems girl that they are using you as a mobile cannon," said the dhampir's left hand in a sardonic tone.
“Oh, I've already forgotten about you, this....”
“Please, child, don't call me "lefdin".”
“I'm not a child, and besides, it's very difficult to refer to you if you don't have a name.”
“I don't need a name, draculina.”
“Hey! If you call me that, I'll call you lefdin!”
“Then we agree, no lefdin, no draculina.”
Seras made a pouty face, the only gesture that showed emotion in the place because D, kept that hieratic face to all test and the face in the left hand of the man, was covered by the black gauntlet.
“I will see from the observation tower your performance," said D, causing the girl to leave that strange look on her face.
"Well, D, now you'll see what I'm capable of."
CONTINUARÁ…
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