#heinkelwolf

[heinkeltheiscariot]

👤+ Makube

“Makube, huh...” Heinkel had to get used to the fact that some things that she had done before without even giving a second thought now were more difficult to do. Take, for instance, smoking, a habit Anderson used to scold her for. How one smokes with both of the cheeks blown the hell away? The answer is – with much effort.

She sucked the air roughly and strongly so that the smoke would actually get into her throat and lungs instead of being wasted running through the holes in what her cheeks used to be. That came with a sound similar to a snort as if she was about to spit some slime which she didn’t. That, her smoking, wasn’t nice. Nothing was nice about Heinkel anymore and she couldn’t care less.

Makube was... different. She couldn’t help but ccompare him to Maxwell and sometimes felt like a traitor admitting that this man was a much better leader Iscariots could wish for than Maxwell used to be. It felt like backstabbing to the memory of Enrico and still it was true. Makube was more rational, less emotional, older, and wiser than Maxwell. He was a real find for Iscariots, he was golden and Heinkel would trade him and his golden wisdom and great leadership skills in a second just to see Enrico one more time nodding to her that special nod she knew that meant “get rid of that bastard over there and do it quick”. That wasn’t fair to Makube but fuck being fair. Nothing was fair.

“Makube is a professional. One might say he was a God’s gift to Iscariots when we desperately needed a gift of a sort... One would be wrong. God never sends us gifts but only the things we can handle. We handled Makube, Makube handled us... and, hopefully, will handle for many more years to come in the name of Jesus Christ”, speaking this long was hard. Even harder it was not to sound cynical, even venomous.

“Makube managed to achieve the impossible. He found the way to talk to Hellsing so she would listen. That’s an achievement.”

The impossible... Heinkel wanted the other impossible. Because, you see, Makube was something else beyond being a bishop, a leader of Iscariots and a smooth politician.

Makube was a necromancer.

“You do not want that, Heinkel. And it has been too long anyway. The souls of the dead should rest in peace... and as an Iscariot she is right now fighting demons alongside with Anderson. I am sorry for you loss.”

Makube was a great chief, after all. She told him to go and fuck himself back then and got away with that. She told him lots of things back then.

“He is alright.”

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Just a group shot of Iscariot Please try to caption each characters thoughts as they struck their pose >w

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👤+ Rip

"Why would this kid use a musket? I mean... it's so unreasonable!"

"This kid", Enrico raised his eyebrow a little as if he wasn't too happy about her choice of the word. "Is at least fifty years older than you. And a vampire."

"She doesn't look a year older eighteen."

"It."

Looking through the old photos, she couldn't help but wonder why Maxwell would share classified information.

"Enrico. Are we about to be fucked up?", these words left her lips even before she had a chance to think them over. Maxwell's face darkened, and Heinkel was more than sure that the reason beyond that wasn't the f-word.

"You are about to get ready the way you have never been before."

That came after a long pause. Coldly. He was still mad with "Enrico". Bishop Maxwell. Your Excellency. Boss, at least. Not Enrico, never Enrico.

That kid with a musket... Heinkel couldn't stop thinking about her for some reason.

She had the eyes of a doe.

And teeth of a viper.

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👤+ Seras Victoria

“Seras Victoria! That bloody monster! They all deserve nothing but eternal damnation!”, Heinkel almost growled in rage. “Like father, like daughter! With her FATHER being an abomination to the creation!”

Envy was a deadly sin. Cain murdered Abel because he envied that his brother’s sacrifice was favored by God over his own. And yet Heinkel envied Seras so much that it caused another deadly sin - wrath.

The thing was not that Victoria became a powerful monster, a dangerous weapon in the firm grip of the Iron Lady. It had nothing to do with her being a protestant, a heretic, an undead. Even the ever-cheerful smile and behaviour of Victoria bothered Heinkel not.

Heinkel envied her because Seras wasn’t left all alone like she was. And it made her trembling with anger that the Lord Almighty let an abomination walk the earth along with those dear to that abomination while Heinkel, the ever-faithful servant...

She walked alone. She walked alone and only memories of those dead and fallen, dear to her heart, walked with her... she never heard their footsteps.

[heinkeltheiscariot]

So what is this thing with Iscariots and glasses? are all of you wearing glasses? Is it a pre-requisite for becoming one of you?

Heinkel sniffed and lit a cigarette. Those common gawkers... Too many of them around.

"Some say that Iscariots wear glasses for our zest passion for Bible studying makes our eyes too tired too soon. Others say that our eyes are cold and expressionless and the glasses are needed to protect the commons like you, boi, from our dead stare..."

A smirk appeared on her lips.

"Tis far from the truth, though. The real reason all of us wear glasses... is that our victim sees their reflection in our glasses before we send that motherfucker to Hell. So, wanna come closer and check your reflection in my glasses?"

He ran. Heinkel chuckled.

"That's what I thought"

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👤+ Integra Hellsing

“One of the most beautiful heretics I have ever seen, that is. No wonder Maxwell hates her so much. She managed to tame the monster, she added another monster to her army... not a wise thing to do. And pride, oh my. So much pride in every gesture! All those sirs, ladies, and bloody aristocrats need a reality check from time to time just to keep in their pretty heads a simple fact – people bleed. If you make people bleed too often, you are nothing but a monster, similar to the ones you tamed”.

“That’s... mean.” Yumiko looked at her with questioning eyes. Heinkel shrugged.

Maxwell told that Hellsing had lost almost a hundred of her soldiers during the attack on the manor. He was almost purring with joy. Heinkel didn’t want to be mean. But she knew the difference. They were Iscariots. They were the silent army ready to die. Hers were people, soldiers. Badly equipped and unprepared as it turned out to be. Was it anything but pride of the so-called sir Hellsing that made her, the Iron Lady, so careless? So unbelievably careless that she let her people die like that? What a waste.

“You remember we were told not to waste food in the orphanage, don’t you? It’s kind of the same. That Hellsing lady... she wasted her people like they were... I don’t know... “

“I think I got your point.” Yumiko fell silent and then quietly added. “The most beautiful heretic, you say...”

Heinkel swallowed hard. Yumie was looking at her with the eyes of the wild cat.

“Yeah... you know... I think I heard Enrico calling...”

She ran.

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Can I marry you?

Are you Yumiko?

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Guess who is back.

Pestem fugat haereticam!

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HeinkelxEnrico

Who would be the big spoon? - Heinkel. She is more protective of Maxwell and she is his bodyguard. So, it's more like a habit.

Who would wake up first? - Maxwell. I believe that he has problems with sleep because of too much stress and it takes him ages to go to sleep. If he wakes up after 4 a.m., there's no way he can go back to sleep. Heinkel, on the other hand, has a lot of physical exercises and work to do, so she just sleeps as long as she can.

Do they have nicknames for each other? - No.

What happened when they met each other’s parents? - They are both orphans.

How do they apologise after an argument? - Heinkel would say openly "I am sorry". Maxwell would try to get away with it but, finally, he'd say something like "I am sorry that I made you upset". Which isn't actually the same as apologizing at all, but Heinkel knows him well enough to get the idea.

What would they be like as parents? - Heinkel would be a terrible mother. She isn't interested in motherhood at all. If Maxwell was a father, I bet kids would love him and run to him to ask for something, while Heinkel would be pretty strict. Though, I don't see Heinkel as a mother at all.

Who is the better cook? - Maxwell. Heinkel can make coffee and famous cheese sandwiches that are famous for being both burned on one side and cold on the other.

Who is more romantic? - Maxwell. Though it's difficult to be romantic with Heinkel, they know each other too well.

What sort of gifts do they get for each other? - Maxwell gives her guns and alcohol. Heinkel gets him sweets and rare books.

Who gets jealous easiest? - Maxwell. Heinkel is used to Maxwell being very eloquent and charming, so she doesn't get jealous.

Who gets more excited for events e.g.. Birthdays, Christmas? - Maxwell. Deep inside he's still just a kid from the orphanage who wants miracles and real holidays. He desperately tries to hide that.

Who is the most adventurous? - Heinkel. Maxwell is a very cautious person and that makes him a good leader. Heinkel likes to take risks.

Who is the most protective? - Heinkel. She cares for him and protects him.

What would they have been like as childhood sweethearts? - Heinkel would tease him and make him angry just to make a sweet gesture, so that Maxwell would lose all his words.

*BONUS: Song to sum them up?* - Erasure "I love to hate you"