A real fucking Enenra (Male Smoke reader x Hellsing abridged)

Ep9

*3rd person pov*

Scene: Integra at the deathbed of her father, Arthur Hellsing, alongside her uncle, Richard Hellsing.

Integra: "Father... *Sniffs* I don't want to say goodbye..."

Arthur: "Well, that's quite selfish, Integra.... I'm dying...."

He says in a very fake way.

Richard: "It truly is a tragedy! I cannot believe someone would poison our afternoon brandy! What bittersweet fortune that I was somehow spared!"

Arthur: "Yes, it truly is a blessing that you are well my brother, Richard Traitoro Hellsing. But as I die... the authority of our sacred organization falls to... my precious daughter."

Integra: "What?"

Richard: "Yes, with great hono-"

Richard stammers, at a loss for words.

Richard: "Roll that back?"

Arthur: "Integra... you must stand taller than us all now and lead the men and women of the Hellsing organization."

Richard: "Wha- That's uhhh...."

Richard stammers again, still at a loss for words.

Richard: "That's GREAT! YAAAY!"

Arthur: "If you should ever find yourself in peril, know that deep in a forgotten underground dungeon, there is two men you can count on."

Integra: "But Walter and his gay lover don't live in the dungeon, they live under the stairs!"

Walter: "Hm."

Arthur: "Goodbye, my starling... and-"

Arthur vomits up blood.

Arthur: "That was my favorite pillow..."

Arthur lets out one final gasp of air, as he dies.

Integra: "Father! No!"

Integra breaks out into tears.

Richard: "Walter, did you know you have paid vacation days?"

Walter: "Ooooh."

Scene change to Integra in the ventilation shafts of the manor, above a conference room where Richard is speaking to his men.

Guard 1: "Sorry sir, no sign of her."

Richard: "So did you actually search for her... or did you all go to the fucking Sunglasses Hut!?"

Guard 2: "We did both."

Richard: "To hell with this!"

Guard 2: "...why can't we do both?"

Richard: "If you want your family murdered, I guess you do it yourself.... AGAIN!"

Guard 1: "I knew he did it."

Integra: "What do I do? Walter's in Brazil... I'm in a vent... and my uncle's trying to murder me.... I suppose my only hope lies... in the dungeon."

Guard 1: "By the way, would you like this extra pair of Oakleys?"

Richard: "It's 9 fucking PM!"

Integra: "I made it! But however will I know which door is-"

Scene cuts to a giant metal door covered by a marking in blood and ominous smoke seeping from the cracks of the vents near it.

Integra: "It's... definitely this door. But I wish it wasn't."

Richard: "YOU! There you are, my precious little niece. I was afraid you'd left before your succession ceremony, I wanted to give you your parting gifts! There are eleven! In fact, twelve..."