Chapter 2: Baby Sitter

Integra sat under the moonlight, still attending to matters in her office. She had finished signing Amaris' adoption papers and found herself staring at them. Who would have thought she of all people would resort to something like this. Even so, the girl is perfect for the role. By her already having experiences with vampires means Amaris learns quickly and will pick up the politics fairly well. Or at least that's what Integra hoped for, she surely didn't need more headaches, she already has two of them.

A picture and profile of the young girl stared at Integra.

Amaris Ferose. Female. Brown eyes. Black hair. 5'7. Father and brother died when she was 10, mother when she was 16. Managed to complete high school by 18. Amaris just turned 22 a few weeks ago.

The woman found it interesting that the two of them could pass for sisters because they had similar skin tones. Integra snickered, a baby sister? What the hell was she thinking? She just wants to secure the future of Hellsing and herself. There is no telling how things will turn out. Though, there was something particular about the girl which lured Integra . Maybe it was her past? Or the story about how she killed her own mother? How she ended up becoming a young vampire hunter? All which certainly caught her attention. Still, there was more to Amaris.

"Alucard." Integra called out to her vampire servant.

A dark figure appears from the shadows of the wall, forming a man dressed in black. "Yes Master?" He answered to her call.

"Keep a close watch on Amaris, make sure she doesn't get into trouble." She ordered with authority.

He frowned, the vampire didn't like how that sounded. "You want me to babysit a human?" He was not entertained by his master and her actions towards this new human. Not to mention. He is a vampire. Why would he care to babysit this human when there was better things for him to do? Ridiculous.

Integra catches his expression, she smirked at him. "Are you not satisfied with your order?" She asked, slightly entertained by his dislike towards the situation.

Of course he wasn't but it's not like he can go against what his master wishes him to do. Still, he is a vampire that will destroy anything and anyone. To babysit a human is completely not his character. Seras is one thing, he's undead, therefore doesn't count. A human. a living. breathing. human. It seems his master wants to terrorize him. Interesting, he might as well play her foolish game.

He snickered wickedly. "Not at all, but it looks like I'm not the only one with whimsical actions." Alucard stated comically. Recalling what his master had said to him when regarding Seras. Only this girl hunted those blood sucking creatures of the night instead of being one. It amused Alucard to an extent, almost made him curious even though she was human. He figured there had to be some reason to his master's madness.

The comment only made the woman smirk, she founded it amusing of how her servant was behaving to the situation of babysitting the human girl. Who knows, she could prove to be a good form of entertainment at the rate she's going. For both of them.

"Just don't turn this one into a vampire." she commended half mockingly as the vampire faded into the shadows.

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She blinked. and blinked. and blinked. but still. She still seemed to have not waken up from this weird and surreal dream. Really, it even made her laugh a bit. There was no way that she flew half way around the world on a plane to England by a vampire killing super secret organization for her to become the heir that replaces this big shot English woman just because her mother was a super awesome badass vampire hunter? Nope... Yes. It was all real. Every single second was real. Amaris even slapped herself on the face just to be sure. and boy did that hurt like shit.

The girl sighed against the softness that was her new bed. The jet lag had caught up to her the moment she landed on it. she was thankful Integra allowed her two days to recover and get settled in. Before she knew it, hours into her new life had gone by. She groaned, turning onto her side to see darkness through the windows. Luckily again, there was only two windows that were big. Apparently she can just ask Walter about it, maybe add thicker curtains?

Amaris now unable to sleep decided she might as well straighten out her new room. Walter had told her the truth about all her belongings would be sent here. The girl looked tiredly at the five or so suit cases she brought, and there was more on the way. It was a good thing her room was pretty big. A king sized bed dressed with white sheets, a walk-in closet, a tall wooden wardrobe, dresser with a mirror and even a decent bathroom. She felt like a princess.

A smile curled her lips. "At least I'm not alone anymore." she said aloud to herself. thinking this new life of hers could be fun if she made the best of it.

Before Amaris knew it the sun had risen and she was done unpacking. With a sigh, she glanced around her room with approval and a job well done. The girl even written up a plan for future designs to give the room a bit more of a personal touch. Amaris couldn't help but get this strange feeling someone was watching her but dismissed the thought every now and then. Lastly, she placed a picture on her night table. A husband, wife and their two children smiling at the camera.

She shook her head to not drown in her depressing sorrows and decided to do something a little more fun.

"Lets go exploring!" she cheered with her hands in the air. What else can she do anyways? the place was huge and she might as well figure it out since this is her new home.

Amaris strutted out of her room, of course after she freshened up and changed. there was no way she'd be seen wearing the same clothes from yesterday. She aimlessly walked around in an all black outfit with her favourite green army boots. However after about ten minutes she realized just how big the mansion was because she was completely lost. Yes. lost. Was she going to freak out? Hell no. She'd act like a proper lady and contain her panic.

The girl swallowed and wondered if no one finds her? She'll be lost forever in a maze of halls and rooms. Little did she knew, a certain servant had been keeping a watchful eye on her since she left the room.

"Shit shit shit. Amaris don't freak out. You can do this! just. Find something familiar." She talked aloud to herself. For what seemed like hours, Amaris kept looking around for some sign of life. nothing turned up. Feeling defeated by the hands of the building, she sighed.

"Holy mother of Hell. Seriously Amaris? You get lost in a mansion?" she said bewildered while walking. Biting her lower lip, eyes landed on a door than seemed different from the others. It was built of metal instead of all the wooden ones she's been seeing. Feeling as if she got a lucky break, the girl excitedly opened the door only to realize it was a shooting range.

Her expression lit up. "Now this is more like it!" A big smile danced across her lips as she walked into the room, the door closing behind her. The last time she was in a place like this was back when her mother was alive, the first time she was taught how to use a gun. Memories began to float Amaris mind as she walked down the columns. She stopped right in the middle and took her stance; legs parted, back straightened. Her hands slowly rising to form a gun with her hand. Index fingers joint together pointed at the target which dangled in the distance. Her eyes focused as she heard her mother's voice.

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"Focus Amaris!" Camilla said strictly to her daughter.

The girl whimpered in frustration. "Mom I can't do this." she whined, the gun in her hands trembled.

Annoyed, Camilla groaned, having enough of her daughters' complaining grabbed the girl by the collar of her pretty blue shirt. "Fuck Amaris! Cut it out dammit!" she snapped. Even though she saw the fear in her daughters' eyes, it was for her own good. "Do you want to end up like your father and brother?" she thundered without thinking.

The girls' whole body began to tremble now, tear stained cheeks were once again dam with salty water. "N-no." she hesitantly answered.

"No who?"

"No mom." her voice filled with fear.

Camilla sighed out the anger, she didn't mean it and regretted it. released her daughter's shirt. Amaris is only a child. "Listen, Amaris." the woman began with a more calm and gentle voice. It soothed her daughters' nerves. "I know it's hard and it's going to get harder. I'm trying to give you everything you need because one day I won't be there to save you anymore. Do you understand?"

She gave a same understanding nod, she might have been a child, but she wasn't innocent to death. Not anymore. Her mother planted a soft kiss on her small forehead. "Please try again honey? and then we'll go to bed." the woman asked sweetly, earning a small 'okay'.

Amaris faced the tree with a red target again, not waiting for her mother's voice and took over. "Stand tall, back straight, legs apart, rises arms, two hands, focus and pull the trigger." A babyish voice spoke before the loud fire of the gun sounded.

Camilla was surprised her daughter just went straight into it, even that, the girl hit the bullseye. The woman chuckled with a smile across her lips as Amaris lowered the gun. "Alright honey, time for bed."

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"Bang." Amaris said aloud, intimating the motion of shooting a gun. The girl smiled softly at the memory, believing her mother would have been more than proud of how far she's come. Her fingers untangled and found its way onto her golden locket.

The figure hidden in the shadows watched as the girl's fingers opened tiny golden doors. Watching how Amaris' eyes saddened at the contents of the locket, how her lips softly pressed against the shiny metal as a single tear ran down her cheek. A smirk curled his lips, perhaps it's time he introduced himself to his new problem.

"So you're the new human girl I have to babysit." A deep voice spoke seemingly out of nowhere. Making Amaris freeze in a second of panic, feeling the voice came from behind she instinctively spun around. Catching a man dressed in black appear through the wall, she officially freaked the fuck out.

The girls' eyes wandered the tall figure with wide eyes, but her body didn't betray her as it stood strong. "Babysit?" she whispered to herself before realizing what the vampire meant. "What the hell? I don't need a babysitter! that completely sounds like Integra 's idea." Amaris could even see the smirk on her now older sister's face.

Though Alucard had his concerns, he was impressed by her tenacity. He expected the girl to be shaking in fear in those army boots. A smirk found its way to his lips, seeing those big brown eyes burn with fire. Her experience with vampires proved to be useful, since he didn't have to deal with the human freaking out about him being one.

"That's right, my Master, Sir Integra is the one who gave me the order. " he informed Amaris, waiting to see her reaction.

The girl stared at him, the vampire pet of Hellsing, of her sister. Amaris knew was that he was a vampire, she could sense the wickedness from just his appearance alone. His black wild hair, flaming crimson eyes and mischievous smirk said it all. But, for Integra to entrust her to him meant something, that he was powerful.

Amaris huffed. "Well I don't need one, so you can go away." She ordered childishly, arms crossed under her chest.

Alucard was slightly reminded of Seras, they both seemed to share idiocy. His smirk widened. "The only one who gives me orders is my Master." he took a step closer to her, she took one back. "Looks like you're stuck with me." The vampire's voice filled with amusement.

If he's going to babysit this human, he might as well have some fun.

The girl couldn't decide whether to be upset or blush, so she did both. "Hell to the No, I'm not a child." she retorted while taking a step back.

He took another step towards her. "You don't have a choice."

She laughed dryly. "Oh yes I do." she stepped back again only to hit the counter of the column, leaving nowhere to run. Still, he inched even closer, closing any space between them. Amaris took in just how much larger his body was compared to hers. The mere height of the vampire made her neck stretch to its limit. For some reason, she felt an unexplainable heat rise to her cheeks.

In the moment of desperation, she slid onto the counter to gain some distance between them. "Go away! you're too close." she demanded frantically, absentmindedly placing a hand on his chest to make sure the vampire listened. Her eyes not once leaving his red ones.

Alucard had to admit the girl has guts, no wonder Integra picked her. He didn't know many humans like Amaris who would act so bluntly as she is to a vampire of his caliber, other than his master of course.

The vampire snickered. "Then you can find the way to your room on your own." he threatened, fully knowing she was lost to begin with. That wasn't his problem. He just had to watch her, not be her guide. There's other people for that.

What he didn't expect was while turning to head out, a hand happened to grab his black coat. Alucard stopped his movements, crimson eyes shifted to the girl who captured him. To his amusement, the girl looked just as bewildered as he did.

Amaris didn't mean to grab the vampire, her body seemed to have betrayed her. Maybe it was because she spent what seemed like the entire day aimlessly wandering the mansion? Or more because the thought of wandering alone at night freaked her out royally. She wasn't about to admit any of that to this but did she have a choice?

She glanced away from his eyes, looking down. "I'm - um... lost...so if you ah could make me unlost?...Please? Ah...umm..." Amaris finally cracked with the most reluctant voice ever. She stopped there, not knowing the name of her vampiric sitter.

'Crap, I don't even know his name.' she thought to herself. A light blush raised to her cheeks in an obvious sign of embarrassment.

A devilish chuckled escapes from the vampire, her expression was priceless. "It's Alucard." He answered her unspoken question. "And since you asked so nicely, fine." his voice hinting with approval of her bold actions.

"Come along brat." He said in command as he walked out of her grip, the red fabric sliding from her fingers. Not giving her a second to wonder how he read her thoughts.

She blinked at him dryly. "Brat isn't my name." she informed with annoyance as she began to follow the vampire out of the room.

He snickered. "You act like one." Perhaps this wouldn't turn out so badly. Amaris had surprisingly managed to earn some more of acknowledgment from the vampire, whether she realized it or not. They were stuck with each other and there was no way around it. Meaning, the next few months are going to be nothing much trouble.