Seras returned to her room quite content with the fact that she had found a friend within the walls of the Hellsing manor. She flopped on to the bed with a sigh and happily chugged down her blood. Alucard phased into the room and watched as his amusing fledgling went about her business while humming to herself. He chuckled, and his childe looked up in surprise, which resulted in her falling on face as she spun around to face her master. She turned a bright scarlet as her master's shiny riding boots came into view. "Did you need something, master?" Alucard bent down to be at eye level with Seras, "Not anything important, Police Girl, I was merely wondering what the reason for your sudden happiness is. As I said nothing too important." Seras grumbled under her breath something about being nosy, and needing privacy. Alucard caught drifts of her complaints and laughed. His fledgling had turned out to be such an amusing little girl. Seras turned from scarlet to puce as the sound of his laughter drifted through her room. She looked up again to find her master gone. She grumbled and tried to forget about her dumb master and read.
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Elizabeth wandered through halls of the basement. She had been wandering for a while, bored, and unable to sleep. She doubled back to a hallway that seemed different from all the others. Elizabeth easily peered through the dark. There was a doorway at the end of the hall. Elizabeth's curiosity got the better of her. She walked down the hall, to the door. It had strange markings on it. They seemed familiar. 'Of course! They're the markings on Alucard's gloves! But why are they here? On a door? And why are they on his gloves?' Elizabeth put her hand on the doorknob. She slowly turned it and pushed gently. She went down the flight of stairs. There was a little pool of dried blood at her feet. "What is this place?" she wondered out loud. "A place of history." Elizabeth turned to face Integra. "I am sorry, master. I probably shouldn't be down here." "No, no, it's alright." "What did you mean that this is a place of history? What history? Who's?" "It's a story, and hopefully it will answer all of your questions. The story of Alucard and I started in this room." Elizabeth sat on the first stair and looked up at the Hellsing heir as she plunged into her story. "My father had been quite ill. I was with him until his last breath. And unfortunately, so was my good-for-nothing uncle. Uncle Richard had his eyes on the Hellsing Organization, probably since my father had took charge of it, maybe even before. After my father's death and this is literally minutes later, my uncle started planning my death. He sent his hit men after me, in my own house. I tried to make an escape to the basements through the vents. Eventually I came to this front of this room. There I was cornered by my uncle and his men. Then a voice spoke into my head, it told me it knew I didn't want to die. I figured that whoever was talking to me was in the room behind me. My father had told me before he died that Hellsing had a prized possession. Something my great-great grand father, Abraham Van Hellsing, and captured. He told me to make use of it when I needed it. So I thought that that prized possession was the voice talking to me. I decided to trust it and quickly swung the door open. I tried to run inside but fell down the stairs. There I noticed a corpse in a strait jacket sitting on the floor. All hope I had had vanished. 'This is Hellsing's prized possession?' I had thought to myself. I remember feeling weak, and alone. There was no one left in the world to care that I lived or died. Uncle Richard tried to shoot me, but I managed to move, so it only grazed my shoulder. Still there was blood on the floor." Integra paused to look at the little, dark reddish brown puddle. Elizabeth also averted her eyes to the little pond. Integra continued, "The corpse lapped up a little of my blood." "Alucard." Elizabeth whispered to herself. Integra smiled and gave a faint nod, "I'll save you, and myself, the gruesome parts of this tale. But I will tell you that Alucard spared mine and no one else's life that night. He recognized my blood line, and told me of his bond as servant to me and my family. Ever since then, he's been like a father, brother, and son to me. Father because he watches over me as if I were his own child. Brother because he pesters and teases me as one sibling would to another. And son because of his childishness." Integra smiled a bit at this thought. She then looked at her watch. "I think, Elizabeth, it is time that we went off to for some rest, don't you?" Elizabeth got up with a nod. She let Integra pass her, then followed her up the stairs. The countess walked with her newly obtained master to the mouth of the stairs leading up to the ground floor. Integra turned to leave. "Master, may I ask you a question?" Integra studied Elizabeth's face, as if trying to figure out what she was about to ask, "Go ahead, countess." "Do you often think about that night? Or go down to that room? Or even have nightmares?" Integra smiled, "Countess, those are three different questions, regardless if they are on the same subject." "Then answer one of them." "I find that dwelling in the past can be dangerous. Good night, Elizabeth"