~Hellsing, Nature of time~

~Chapter 1: A point in time~

Angelo walked around the darkened hallways, observing how the moonlight illuminated the sculptured wooden walls. He'd rarely seen it in the daylight and always enjoyed his short and secretive walks at night. He even knew the routes to take so that no one would discover him and he come explore, un-disturbed by other people.

He was just coming down the first floors main hallway, when he heard the slight noise. He quickly scurried into a familiar corner, hidden in shadows and watched closely as the familiar, friendly figure of Father Alexander Anderson walked through the hallway, holding onto someone that Angelo could not quite make out just yet.

"It's alright lass, you're safe here." Anderson' voice became closer as he approached where Angelo was hidden, the figure finally becoming clear also.

A girl, no older than nine or ten was holding very tightly, with both hands, onto Father Anderson' hand. She followed very closely, tears streaming down her slightly scarred and bruised face. Angelo gazed at her in the moonlight, her features recognisable to show she was of Asian heritage. Her big, green eyes glowed in the light and Angelo found himself caught with his mouth hanging wide open as he observed her from afar.

She was sobbing and hiccuping and wiping her tired eyes on her sleeve.

Just as they passed Angelo, Anderson stopped and knelt down low to her. His hand reached out and stroked her cheek, wiping away her tears.

"Come on now, see? There's no danger lass'. You're safe here and I've got ye'. I shan't let anything happen to ye' and ye'll have lots friends. No more tears now, alright Yumiko?"

Yumiko sniffed and wiped harshly at her eyes and cheeks, finally looking at Anderson and nodding profusely, yawning at the same time.

"Alright. Bedtime for ye'." Anderson opened his arms and Yumiko practically fell into them, her arms looping around his neck as he easily picked her up and carefully carried her to the girls dormitory', handling her as if she was a precious bundle and important to him more than anything.

Angelo watched as Alex rounded a corner, Yumiko already fast asleep as one arm hung limp and her head rested on Anderson' shoulder, before the image disappeared.

He quickly scuttled out of the shadows and back up to his room, all the while, his mind wildly thinking of the girl he'd just seen.