#my wife and queen Sir Integra

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The Red Yarn

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The young Sir Hellsing is told how Alucard and Allison met and married and questions the legitimacy of the No-Life King’s memory.

This takes place in 1990. Integra is 12/13 years old and a relative amount of time has passed since she released the couple from the dungeons.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of abuse, mentions of violence

Once upon a time, there was a king. This king did not rule over a kingdom -- but rather, he ruled a species. He was the king of vampires.

For the longest time, the king had no-one to call his own. All of his human loved ones grew old and died, and the minds of his servants were skewed and warped to serve only him. He had no-one to call his own. And he liked it that way. There was nobody who could tell him no, nobody who could keep him from feasting on the blood of women and children. If he wanted something, he could take it. And nobody could stop him.

One dark night, the vampire king was stalking through a small town, in search of his next meal. As he indiscriminately left bodies in his wake, he heard a commotion in an alleyway -- a witch trying to kill a passerby and take their limbs for an enchantment. Seizing his chance, the vampire king attacked the witch, ripping her limbs from her body amidst her pleas for mercy. When he had finished sucking down the witch’s tainted blood, suddenly he saw something. Or rather...someone.

A peasant girl, no older than thirty years of age. She was cut and bruised, no doubt from the witch’s attack. And oozing from her wounds was the sweetest blood he’d ever smelled. The king felt a warmth in his heart that he could barely remember feeling before. He could not bear to strike the peasant girl dead. Almost instantly after he laid eyes on her, he felt like his weary heart was whole again. The vampire king knew what he had to do. Without a second thought, he picked up the poor girl and took her back to his castle.

“This sounds an awful lot like a bedtime story.”

Alucard smiled. “Well, you are getting ready for bed, my master,” he said. “I simply thought it appropriate to frame it as such.”

“That’s not the point,” Integra said. She was sitting across from him, in her pajamas and bundled up in the thick fluffy comforter. “I asked you to tell me how you met your wife. I did not ask you to tell a fairy tale.”

“No, you didn’t.” Alucard crossed his legs. “But this is much less tedious, don’t you think?”

Integra opened her mouth to retort, but stopped herself. Then she leaned back on her pillow, pulling the comforter above her neck. “Very well, then. Continue.”

Alucard chuckled. He cleared his throat, and began anew,

Inside the castle of darkness, the peasant girl’s wounds were dressed and her safety was assured. She was waited on hand and foot by the king’s three servants. Though she did not come from status, the king of vampires treated her like nothing less than a princess. As time went on, they grew to appreciate one another’s company. Appreciation turned to fondness. Late-night conversations became secret whispers meant only for the other’s ears. The distance between their hands soon became nothing. And their fondness turned into love.

But alas, the vampire king was not satisfied. He did not want a princess. Every night, he would beg her to marry him -- to become more than just a mere human; become a being of light and darkness. The queen of vampires.

But though she loved him dearly, the peasant girl was afraid. Her family was bound by fear to a horrid creature. One that made even the vampire king sick to his stomach.

“Oh, wonderful,” Integra rolled her eyes. “A monster.”

“Not a monster,” Alucard said, his eyes darkening. “A demon.”

The peasant girl was terrified of what the demon would do to her family when he learned that she was going to leave. He would use threatening promises to control them, and keep them rooted in the spots he deemed best suited for them. And he had no kindness to spare for anyone. Least of all the girl herself. She knew not why, but the demon seemed to hate her more than anyone else. When he heard of her engagement, the demon was enraged. He would not lose control over his pawns, he said. He was going to put a stop to this.

But he did not reckon with those the peasant girl had to defend her. The moment the vile demon set foot in his home, intent on stealing the girl back to its lair, the vampire king attacked. He made his stand in the moon’s light and vowed he would allow no harm to come to his beloved. He sent the demon away, his cowardly tail tucked between his legs.

With the demon slain, the girl and her family were free. She and her vampire king were finally able to marry without fear of reprisal. And within months, they were wed, with a small gathering present to view them join their lives together. That night, amidst the dim candlelight of their bedchamber, the vampire king lay his queen down in their bed. He lavished her with all of the pent-up desire he had held back for so long.

Then, after many kisses and whispers of encouragement; the king of vampires sank his fangs into the flesh of his new wife. And she had the sweetest blood he had ever tasted.

“The end.” Alucard looked over at the young girl, who had somehow fallen asleep during the ending of the story. He chuckled to himself and got up off the bed before going over to Integra and pulling the comforter over her neck. “Good night,” he said softly. “Miss Hellsing.”

The vampire turned away from the sleeping girl and headed for the bedroom door. His wife stood outside, having been watching them through the whole ordeal. “That was quite a tale,” she said.

Her husband shrugged. “My master wanted a story. Who am I to deny her request?”

“I supposed that’s only fair,” she said. “And by the way, I thought I was the one who became infatuated with you first.”

“I can take a few creative liberties, can’t I?”

Allison chuckled. “Well, if you backhanding my father counts as slaying an evil demon, I suppose it’s not entirely inaccurate.”

“He was about to strike someone. I just had to beat him to it,” Alucard said with a bemused smile. He went to his wife. “Besides, it’s so cliché these days for the woman to be the one who falls in love. When did it become unfathomable for a man to fall head over heels?”

“I’m not saying you didn’t fall in love with me,” his wife assured him. “I’m just saying it took a little longer.”

Alucard slung his arm around her shoulders, pulling her to him and resting his head atop hers. “That’s true,” he said, stroking the small of her back. “But it didn’t take long for me to realize it.”

Allison closed her eyes, listening to his softened heartbeat. “So,” she asked. “How does the story end?”

“With each passing year, the king and queen would only grow closer. The queen’s human relatives came and went; but she did not despair for long. For she knew that no matter what, her husband would always be by her side. And they are married to this day, living their unlives in nearly a hundred years of wedded bliss. Together, as they promised.”

He took her hand in his, his thumb stroking her wedding ring. “Together, forever, and even after that.”

His wife smiled up at him. “I like that ending.”

Alucard returned her smile. “So do I.” He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. “Who says, in this day and age, that stories don’t need happy endings?”

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Toxic Veins (Alucard X OC): Ch. 8

Warnings: Violence, Heavy use of Language, Death

Pairings: Alucard x OC

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Word Count: 4479

The black metal glistened in the artificial light, and I was sure the grin remained on my face as I held them up and looked them over.

"I take it you're pleased with the handguns?"

I looked back at their creator who was staring at me with a smirk. "Oh, that is an understatement and you know it." His eyes widened when I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in for a hug. "Thank you, Walter. Really." He smiled and patted my back.

I glanced up once the lights in the room dimmed and flickered. Well, that's odd.

"Phyre!"

I pulled away from him and furrowed my eyebrows when I heard my name.

"Damn mansion is like a fucking maze! Phyre! Where the hell are you?!"

He stopped and looked into the room across from ours, then turned and he sighed when he saw me. "Phyre! Answer me when I'm calling you, dammit!" He ran in and grabbed me by the arm. I watched him curiously as he dragged me out of the room.

"Uh, Chet?"

"We need to get you out of here. The ghouls have already reached the gates, we don't have much ti-"

"Whoa, hold on!" I pulled him to a stop. "1. Why are you dragging me? 2. What do you mean ghouls? And 3..." I rose up my arm to shove my bloody rose in his face. "Check out these guns Walter made me. Nice, right?"

He rolled his eyes and moved my hand. "Phyre, the mansion is under attack." I felt my eyes widen. "There's an army of ghouls marching inside, now we need to-"

"What the hell, Brazer?! Lead with that next time!" I pulled my arm from his grasp.

"Where are they entering from?" We looked back at Walter, and Chet's face turned serious.

"From the main entrance, sir. They've shot down our men at the gates and are entering main control as we speak."

Walter nodded, then pointed at me. "And why is Miss Laurifer your main concern?"

He glanced at me. "Sir Integra ordered me to escape with Phyre at all costs." He looked back at Walter. "She believes they may target Phyre if they see her."

Every person's eyes widened, except for mine. "What gave Integra that idea?"

He shrugged. "I didn't ask and she didn't say."

"Well, if it does happen, I'd say we lead on that." He rose his eyebrows and looked at me once I said that. "Chet, they're ghouls, they will kill and devour everyone, maybe even Integra, and I will not let that happen. If there's a chance they will go for me, I say we take that to our advantage."

"Wait, you're saying you want to-"

"You want to use yourself as bait?!" By the growl that came from the back, I glared at Alucard.

"It's better than running and hiding like a coward while these men pay with their lives! I am not running away like a little girl holding mommy's hand when it can be easily avoided in the first place!"

"Captain." Walter's voice made me stop. "What is your men's position and how critical is the situation?"

He swallowed hard. "Our outside communication's been cut off and I've ordered my men to defend the conference room with their lives."

Walter hummed and looked back at me. "By the time your sacrificial plan would take place, they would already be dead. I'm sorry, but giving yourself up isn't an option." I clenched my jaw and looked away. "However, neither is giving up entirely."

I looked back at him. "Then what are we supposed to do?"

As he pondered, the phone rang and he looked down to pick it up.

'What's your position, Walter?'

"Miss Victoria's room in the sub-basement. I've already been brought up to speed on the situation. Outside communication's been cut off so I wouldn't expect reinforcements for at least 4 hours, maybe 5. In the meantime, our current forces have been ordered to defend the conference room with their lives."

'What do you recommend?'

I snickered as I leaned on the dresser next to Walter. "Well, for starters, you should fortify the door to the conference room."

'Phyre, why are you still here?! Where is Captain Brazer?'

"Present, and hello to you too. And yes, I'm all right, if anyone even cares." I glanced around the room, considering no-one has even asked if I felt better yet.

"Since Alucard, Miss Laurifer, and Miss Victoria are with me down in the sub-basement, I propose we divide into two teams. Alucard and Miss Laurifer will head upstairs, Miss Victoria and I will make our way towards the conference room."

I turned as I already felt Alucard's arm firmly around my waist. Wow, Count Chocula works fast.

'How will you manage? The hallway is full of ghouls.'

Walter smirked. "How did you manage to find Alucard's cell 10 years ago?"

'The air ducts, of course!'

"Seems to be the best option at the moment. We'll both be there shortly. Good luck." He went to put the phone back but stopped.

'Walter...These animals are eating my people. Show no mercy! Do not let them leave the grounds alive!'

He placed an arm behind his back. "By your orders then, Sir Integra."

Alucard smiled. "Oh... does Walter Dornez the Angel of Death ride again?"

I crossed my arms and sighed. "Man, I'm almost sorry I won't be able to see it."

Alucard chuckled and pulled me closer to his chest. "Almost, eh?"

Seras looked between me and Alucard. "Uhh...uh... " She leaned into me and whispered. "Come on, what are you two talking about?"

I smirked and patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll see soon enough."

Walter laughed and looked at us. "Put the veteran and the rookie together, and you may as well have one normal soldier."

Alucard chuckled as he walked away with me still in his grasp. He looked back at Walter. "This could actually end up being fun."

My eyes widened as he walked towards the wall. "Um, what are you-- whoa, hey!" I tightly grabbed onto him as we walked through the wall.

Seras sighed as we disappeared. "Makes you wonder, doesn't it... if there are any normal people working in this bloody place...?"

°°°

I was frozen when we were back in the basement and Alucard laughed in amusement when I refused to let go of him.

"D-Did we just walk through a wall?"

When I looked at him, he only grinned. "Like, seriously, we just walked through a wall."

He frowned as I poked the brick wall in amazement. "Are you afraid?"

I looked back at him and scoffed. "Afraid? That was amazing!"

He smirked and walked over to his throne. Once he reached it, he stopped to lift me up, sit down, then place me on his lap. He sighed as he lightly stroked my cheek with his gloved finger.

"I remember when I first showed you my power. I was afraid you'd reject me, but instead, you were fascinated by it. Despite what I had become, you still saw something in me others didn't."

My brows furrowed. I did? "Well, I sound like one hell of a girl. So when exactly did I say this?"

He shrugged. "A few centuries ago."

What? I closed my eyes, shook my head and pushed away from his chest. "You're talking about Nica, aren't you?"

He looked at me curiously. "Of course, who else would I be talking about?"

I scratched the back of my neck and slid off his lap to stand up. "Look, Alucard, I'm not Nica. Okay, I'm not your wife. Just because she's my ancestor and I have her blood doesn't mean I'm her."

He stood up and snaked his arms around my waist. "You are my Queen. You are her. I can feel her when I'm around you, Phyre."

He can feel her?

I sucked my teeth and unwrapped his arms from me. "Well, glad I could bring you two together. It's what I live for!"

He frowned as I turned and started walking towards the stairs that led up. "Phyre. Where are you going?"

I didn't even bother looking back at him. "Suddenly, I want to have a chat with our intruders."

He narrowed his eyes. "Phyre, they can't see you."

I looked back to glare at him. "Yeah? Screw that, I feel like killing something."

°°°

Luke adjusted his glasses as he stood over the bodies of sliced soldiers and put the ringing phone to his ear.

"What?"

'Yo, Luke, what up? Can you hear me now? This is your brother, Jan Valentine, commander of the army of the undead Hellsing slayers. Oh yeah! Letting you know the first 2 floors are secure. Now all that's left is to take the 3rd floor, crash the round table conference and... kick the shit out of a little girl and a bunch of old people. Hey, you find that Manchester bitch yet?'

He sighed. "No, there's no sign of her yet. I feel I'm getting close, though. Just stick to the plan. Don't give them an inch."

He froze when he saw the girl near the end of the hall, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed as she chewed on a match in between her lips.

"Mmm...Hold that thought. I think I just found her."

He put the phone in his pocket and using his enhanced speed, he ran forward, nearly invisible to the naked eye, and as he was about to bring down his blade, he was stopped by her voice.

"It's funny when people try to be sneaky, but the only ones they are fooling are themselves."

PHYRE

His breath hitched when I spoke, but really, did he actually think it would be that easy?

My head turned to give him a bored look. "I was wondering when you'd finally find me. Heh, it's only been 22 years, after all."

*bang*

He screeched and grasped his arm where a large bloody hole now was present.

My eyes widened at the damage and I rose my bloody rose as I grinned. "Thank you, Walter."

He exhaled sharply and looked up at me. "So, you're Phyre Manchester. I've heard a lot about you and your ancestor Nica-"

I groaned loudly. "Seriously, the next time I hear that name, I am going to rip out someone's tongue!"

By the flick of the wrist, he was on the wall, unable to move his arms and legs because of the claws pinning him to the bloody surface.

I walked up and kicked his blade to the side, before staring at him curiously. "So which one are you? There's only so many vampire wannabes I can keep up with over the years."

He gritted his teeth. "My name is Luke Valentine, and I don't have time to entertain your sick self."

"Oh, I'm the sick one? At least I don't eat people." I picked up his blade and pointed it to his collar. "You're not the only one. Who else is here?"

"Ugh, just my imbecile brother, Jan."

I smirked. "Imbecile brother, huh? We might have something in common after all." I used the tip to tear open the first button of his suit shirt, making his eyes widen.

"While we're on the subject of brothers...you wouldn't happen to know the name of Lucan Laurifer, would you?"

He narrowed his eyes. "You mean the vampire mercenary leader that kills his own kind for the price of a virgin? He's your brother?"

I bit my lip so hard, it drew blood. Mercenary leader? Wait... "Did you say, vampire?"

He nodded and I scoffed. "Interesting. Well, I think that's all I need."

With a smile, I brought down the blade and his curdled screams filled the air. "Don't be a baby, it's just a little slice of the throat." I used the blade to cut across my arm, purposely smearing blood on it, before clenching my fist and letting my liquid drop into his exposed throat.

Once it was done, I turned and walked down the hall. He tore himself free from my claws as his throat healed and his eyes narrowed. "What did you just do to me?"

I glanced back at him. "Well, there's no fun to just tell you. Let's just say once your dead, you'll still be useful when the time comes."

He scoffed. "You're not confident enough to kill me now?"

I stopped and laughed. "Oh, you think I meant me? No, it wouldn't be fair to have you all to myself. I'll leave you to the king."

I threw him his blade, which he caught with his good arm, while the other was still healing. "You're gonna need that." I pointed at the mirror right next to him. "He's in there and he's definitely gonna like you."

He glanced at the mirror, pushed the side and it opened to reveal a staircase that led down. He looked back, but I was already gone.

"Well, that's enough of that. Time to see what you can really do... Alucard." His eyes glowed red as he shut the mirror door behind him.

I waited, then pressed the button behind my ear.

"Chet?”

'Phyre. Where are You? We need to get you out of here.'

"Just hold on. Did you find anyone?"

'No...no-one. They're all dead. I just ordered my men to their death.'

I sighed. "Pull yourself together, Brazer. I need a favor.”

'What?’

"You know any mercenaries?"

°°°

Luke swung his leg towards the brick wall, pieces of it flew out as he entered in the dark room. "I know you're in here. Even when you're hiding I can feel your presence.”

Alucard smirked. "Why on earth would I hide?"

Luke gasped as the lights flickered on and minimal light provided to reveal Alucard sitting on his throne with his legs crossed.

"Don't dare mistake my patience for cowardice. Honestly, I was starting to get a bit bored waiting for you."

He watched as the blonde man strode towards him after his most annoying display, a blank look on his face as he just stared. He was already unimpressed by the vermin standing before him. He looked like any other vampire amateur he's had the pleasure of killing.

He bowed. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Alucard. My name is Luke Valentine. I'm a really big fan of your work. Your name gets thrown around quite a bit, Alucard. The things people say. They tell stories of your amazing strength. How you glide through oceans of blood. They call you Night-walker, beyond human. A monster whose powers radiate with darkness that casts a shadow on darkness itself. Finally, I get to know once and for all if there's anything to you than a rumor."

Alucard smirked with a hint of a laugh by the blonde's words. He glanced at the hole that was still closing up, almost nearly gone. "What happened to your arm? Don't tell me someone got to you before me."

Luke's smile dropped. "I never knew how viciously insane Phyre Manchester was. He never told us her skills of a surprise attack.”

He smirked wider. "My delicate flower caught you by surprise? If my Queen can take you down so easily, then you're not making me very interested in entertaining you."

Luke kept a frown. "When I was human, I feared you -- the stories, anyway. And when I gave up being human, when I became this, I began to admire you. You, the first great pioneer of immortality. No matter what the rest of us do, really we're all just chasing your shadow."

Alucard scoffed. "That's ridiculous. You fool. There's no such thing as an immortal."

He grinned. "Yes, I know. And once I have your head on a stick, everyone else will know it, too. So now I get to kill you and my wildest dreams come true."

°°°

Jan laughed, then winced from Seras's hold on him as he looked up at Walter. "Me and my brother, we were designed with the sole intention of killin’ you fucks! You people are so fuckin’ dead and you don’t even know it!"

Walter was frowning. It was already irritating that the mansion was nearly destroyed, there were corpses everywhere, but the man's language was ticking him off.

"You’re in no position to make threats."

Jan laughed. "Dude, you must be going senile, Alfred."

Walter sneered but froze at the sounds of growling. Jan elbowed Seras, which sent her flying back, then flipped back to stand in front of a set of double doors that had just opened. "And now, for our next trick, check out Door Number Three!"

Walter and Seras looked in horror at Chet's men, Hellsing's guards, now walking corpses.

"My God! What have you done...?”

"Time to get this party started. Hah!" Jan raced forward, his legs like noodles racing as he went through the crowd of ghouls, that was until his arm was shot off.

The force sent him against the wall.

Walter and Seras looked back, and their faces lit up in relief at the sight of their favorite blood covered girl.

PHYRE

Damn, that guy really needs a cork.

I managed to clear the first and second floors, it wasn't easy, but I managed it with all my toes and the skin of my ass was still there, so I call it a win.

The power of my pistols was already clearing out Jan's little surprise, Integra's men dropped or blew up, but he still managed to break free.

Walter's eyes widened. "Stop!"

He rose his hand, and no matter how much I wanted to see him in action again, I stopped him from using his strings and we watched as Jan ran to the doors of the conference room.

"AHAHAHAHA!" He stormed through the doors but was met with the circle of twelve aiming their guns at him.

Integra smirked. "You made it." She rose up her gun. "Congratulations."

His smile fell. "Oh, fuck me..."

Hundreds of bullets penetrated Jan with holes going through his body, and once he collapsed, Integra's eyes widened.

"What?"

Integra gazed in defeat at her soldiers. "My men...They've turned all my men into ghouls...!"

I turned and glared at Jan, who laid moaning on the floor. I stomped over, picked him up and used my claws to pin him in place, even dug them in deeper than needed.

"Aargh! Ugh... Heh heh heh..." He glanced up at me with a lascivious smirk. "Hey, sugar tits! Why don't you give me one last request and blow me 'til my brains pop out!"

The only response he got was another bullet to the face.

Walter lowered my gun and frowned. "It's all over, boy."

His smirk stayed glued on his face. "Nice. Come on and kill me, limp-dick."

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you -- not until after you tell me who put you up to this. Then I'll put you out of your misery."

He scoffed. "Are you serious? You fuckin' pussy." He looked up at Integra as she walked over. "What up, bit-"

He didn't finish as Integra plucked the gun from my hand and fired multiple rounds into his chest. "We'll have no more of that. I'm pissed off."

"Heh heh heh..."

She clenched her teeth. "Who the hell are you people? What did you hope to accomplish here? Who's responsible for this? Start talking!"

"Heh heh heh... hah hah..."

I took the gun from Integra and shoved it into his crotch.

"Answer the damn question or the only time you touch yourself will be in your dreams."

He froze and there was a hint of fear in his eyes as he finally answered. "Come on sugar tits, you know... the ones who put the fuckin' chip in me, the chip that's sending the information letting them know we fucked up. They can hear us talking, every last goddamn word. If they know I'm standing here fucked up and dying about to tell you everything, you think they're gonna let me fuckin' live?"

We all backed up once blue flames ignited over his body. He looked down. "See? I so fuckin' told you! Well, since I'm fucked, how about I piss a little wisdom on you dipshits?" As he slowly burned alive, he flipped her off.

"HAHAHA! You can take this clue and shove it up your ass, bitch! Beware... the... Millennium!"

Once his body had fully disintegrated, Integra stared at his remaining ashes. "That's it...? Millennium...?"

I scoffed under my breath. "Sounds like a whole damn group of people. Five bucks say it's Nazis."

She turned at the sound of my voice and once she saw me, she pulled me into a hug. "Phyre, next time I tell you to get out of here, you do as I say!"

"Yeah, yeah. I missed you too."

I looked back at Walter as he looked at Integra and me in concern. "Are you all right, Sir Integra, Miss Laurifer?"

She looked down. "Yes, we're fine." She looked back at the bodies of ghoul soldiers "And as for them... please put them out of their misery, Walter."

Walter bowed his head. "Of course."

"Walter, you will belay that order."

I felt tense as Sir Islands, the head of The Knights of The round table, walked up. "The responsibility must fall... to their leader." He pulled out a pistol and held it out to Integra.

"Sir Integra, it's your duty."

My teeth clenched as I stepped in between them. "No! With all due respect, Sir Islands, that's going too far!"

His head snapped to me. "Sir Phyronela, hold your tongue." He looked at Integra. "This entire situation should have been prevented. Integra, your lack of preparation is an offense. And since this facility is under your command, the responsibility is yours. The fact that these men died and were reanimated as these creatures is entirely your fault."

My jaw dropped as Walter's eyes widened. "How dare you, sir!"

"Walter!"

We both looked at Integra as she took the pistol and walked over to one of the moaning ghouls.

He turned to Walter. "Now, Walter, see what you can find out about this "millennium." I expect you to work quickly and thoroughly."

He narrowed his eyes but still bowed his head. "Yes. Of course, sir."

"We will see them pay a thousand-fold for this horror."

ALUCARD

"Alucard"

I looked up at my master, who looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Are you listening?"

I only hummed in response. "Millennium, hm?"

She stared at me for a few moments. "That's not what I wanted to speak with you about."

That made me more curious. I rose an eyebrow. "Oh? Then what is?"

She stood up and threw something down on her desk, then reached into her pocket and placed something on it.

I leaned forward. It was a portrait of Nica and one of Phyre with a bracelet decorated with roses around it on top. "Your fixation on Phyre hasn't gone unnoticed. At first, I was confused as to why, but now...I think I know."

I hadn't realized how alike they were. They share the same beauty and innocence.

"I want you to stop."

My head shot up back to her as a smirk crawled up my face. "Stop what exactly?"

She held a cold look towards me. Oh, I've never seen her act this way before. It's very intriguing.

"Stop pursuing Phyre. She's had enough history with vampires and she doesn't need you breathing down her neck while she's here."

Breathing down her neck? Was that sarcasm or was she being serious?

I laughed at her either way and stood up. "I don't need to pursue her. She's already given into me.”

She scoffed and took out the cigar from her mouth.

"Then why did she completely ignore you after the events of last night?"

She ignored me? I guess I didn't notice. "How should I know that? Maybe she just wanted to wash all the blood off of her, though I wouldn't have minded cleaning her myself."

Oh yes, soap and water were nothing compared to my methods of cleansing her.

"Or maybe it was because you were too distracted by your own thoughts."

I turned my gaze away. How would she know? She doesn't know anything about the things I feel at the moment.

"What happened down there, Alucard? Why are you so distressed after your confrontation with Luke Valentine?"

My eyes narrowed as they glowed partially red.

Flashback...

"Come on, get up! Attack me!"  

With a smile, I brought up Valentine's severed leg and said in a twisted tone, "You’ve only suffered the loss of your legs! Summon up your familiars! Transform your body! Heal your severed legs and stand!"

I began to squeeze his leg with a grin when he just sat there and did nothing! "The evening is still so young." The vampire flinched at the sight and sound of his leg crunching.

"Come on! Hurry, hurry, HURRY! Pull yourself together! The fun has just begun! Come on! HURRY!"

His eyes shook with fear as he let out a scream.

"Monster!"

WHAT?! I felt my eyes widen, a frown came on my face as my shadows swam back to my feet. "So, I see you for what you really are. You’re pathetic! Nothing but a useless sniveling lump of meat!"

With little courage he had left, he dared to scoff. "Shut up! You’re nothing but the Hellsing family toy! A dog for the Church of England, not even fit to call himself a vampire! Even Manchester will be more useful than you, you puppet--"

Manchester?! "Silence! What do you mean 'More Useful'?" He flinched at my voice and shut himself up, which made me growl. "Answer me!!"

His breathing sped up. "Why do you think we're even here? To destroy you? To rid of the head of Hellsing? As if. We're here to take the blood bag, Phyre Manchester, and deliver her to advance his plans. Killing you and Hellsing was just a bonus."

Take my Queen? Deliver her as if she were a bag of garbage!?! I sneered. "I’m a dog -- then you’re dog food."

I quietly growled under my breath but didn't look back at her. "It's nothing."

I felt her analytical gaze on me as I stood up and turned, but I stopped before I touched the surface of the wall.

"I don't care if she never speaks to me again, and your order will not be enough to stop me." I glanced back at her. "I will save her this time."

She watched me with surprise as I walked through the wall and she looked down after I did. "This time?"

[artsy-jandi]

@alucardownsmyass @blood-and-cigars @thirstyforlulu @merumely @icecry @doodleferp

Cleaner Version Compared to my Messy Structure

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In the spring of 2022, a woman vampire joined the Hellsing Organization to save other people from being enforced with the same fate as her: being turned into a vampire. In a previous mission by the Queen that would lead to the girl's recruitment, she and Seras exchanged their blood with each other to form a telekinetic connection. This blood exchange is how she would learn of Alucard. Seras’s memories of her master shocked, terrified, and intrigued the girl all the same.

For the following eight years she learned more about the lost trump card of Hellsing and came to admire the atoning vampire. While Seras was still hopeful of his return, it was clear her superior Integra Hellsing was bitter and hurt over his absence like a wife angry over her husband skipping town. On the late night of September 16th, 2029, Alucard finally returned. The woman was the third to meet him after he received Integra's blood. For the following seven to eight months, she helped Alucard catch up with the three decades he missed as everyone kept an eye on him ensuring he didn't disappear again.

On the ninth year of her joining the Hellsing Organization, she came to the realization that she had always felt strongly for Alucard, and meeting him just kinda fortified those feelings. But she could see as clear as day how Alucard and Integra were about each other, and how Integra dying down the road will impact Alucard. Instead of stewing in her jealousy and choosing to respect the two, she requests Sir Integra if she could be restationed to work elsewhere for the organization.

You ladies wanna take a wack at my question?

What would Integra do if a vampire subordinate of nine years wanted to leave instead of stew in, or wrestle with, their jealousy over Integra having Alucard's heart? They fell in love with Alucard four years before he came back, and the year after he returns they want to leave or be restationed to work away from Alucard to respect their pining for one other without being in the way because they see the writing on the wall and understand how they feel about one other to the point they know Alucard would feel the full impact of Integra's passing after she's gone.

Im a bit confused.

Do you mean that person joined the Hellsing Organisation when they were nine, or does it mean they were there for nine years?

And how did they fell in love with a man who was absent? I mean…. it’s not impossible, but seems a bit unlikely.

[fandomlife-giver]

Toxic Veins (Alucard x OC): Ch. 6

(Hey everyone, I’m so sorry about the hiatus, this took a bit longer to finish than I expected, I hope you enjoy!)

Warnings: Violence, Language, Gore, Death

Pairings: Alucard x OC

Word Count: 4357

PHYRE

Ugh, this is turning out to be the worst day ever.

"Stupid Integra, stupid shower, stupid butter, stupid floor..." I mindlessly muttered to myself as I stomped out of the mansion and towards the helicopter that was preparing to take off.

"Phyre!"

I whipped my head around to see the undead blonde running towards me with that large gun on her back.

"Seras? What are you doing here?" My brows furrowed as she stopped in front of me and smiled.

"Sir Integra said this was a perfect opportunity to show my potential as a vampire."

I rose an eyebrow. "She said that?"

Her smile slightly wavered. "Well, that and maybe it was mostly about needing all available field agents that can actually take down a large number of ghouls."

My head bobbed up and down as I sucked my teeth.

"Yeah, that is definitely Integra."

But, wait...

I looked back at her with curiosity. "Hold on, if you're here, Seras. Then..."

"I was wondering when you would figure it out, flower."

Oh god.

With a groan, I turned around and guess who was there, with a grin.

I forced a smile and heavily sighed.

"Well, if it isn't Count Chocula. This day just gets better and better. And enough with the flower thing, okay? If you didn't hear the first time because you were too busy eye raping me, my name is Phyre."

His grin stretched. "How could I forget the name of my beloved?"

Really? I'm not you're--ugh, never mind.

With a huff, I turned and continued walking until I reached the chopper, and when I did, I banged on its door. And the door opened up to reveal...

"Well, if it isn't missing Phyre Cedrica Manchester Laurifer." He held the door open with a smirk.

I stared at him with wide eyes. "Chet?! What the hell are you doing here?"

He shrugged. "My job. Sir Integra ordered me to escort you to Badrick."

A scoff escaped me. "Really? Integra asked you to escort us?"

He pursed his lips and looked back at the other two soldiers in the chopper that were smirking at him, then back at me.

"All right, I may have volunteered. Especially when I heard you were coming, Phyre." He grinned.

I sighed and shook my head.

"Chet Brazer at your service, my lady." He bowed his head and outstretched a hand to me.

With a laugh, I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up into the chopper. It was then that I noticed the eye patch that covered his right sky eye.

I looked at it curiously as he helped Seras into the chopper and when he turned to me, he noticed what I was looking at.

I tilted my head. "I saw you yesterday. What the hell happened to you?"

He gave a smirk. "Had a little standoff. While we were clearing the rest of the ghouls out of Cheddar, one of 'em clawed me. It was a special moment, and he left me a little souvenir."

I shook my head and took a seat. "You haven't changed at all, Brazer."

He chuckled and moved to sit down beside me. That was until Alucard beat him to it and even had the audacity to put his arm around my seat and looked straight up at Chet to see what he would do.

Chet's smirk dropped as he scratched the back of his neck and glanced at me. "I'll, uh, go in the front and see you when we pick you up, Phyre." And with that, he turned and walked to the front.

I couldn't help but smirk as he retreated. Aw, look who's afraid of the big bad vampire.

I quietly laughed to myself as I laid back and allowed my head to rest on the shoulder of the arm.

It was a shame I didn't know Alucard had a smile on his face as he watched mine.

ALUCARD

She was so beautiful when she slept. This little luxury was becoming to be a habit of mine. But, by looking at how she snuggled closer into me, I knew this was not an action by Phyre...but by my queen.

flashback...

As my eyes slowly opened, I was blinded by the morning sun. Oh...I had always hated that dreaded sun. With a groan, I turned over, but then I immediately halted my actions.

There, lay my beautiful wife that still silently slept with her arm around my waist and her head resting in the crook of my neck.

The morning light danced across her rose-tinged cheeks that made her appear as if she were a dream. I moved my arm to wrap around her shoulders and craned my neck so my lips could kiss the crown of her head. This action made her lids flutter open and a smile spread on her lips as a giggle came to pass them.

"Good morning to you, too." Her smile would've warmed my heart...if that were possible. And it was by that single thought that the smile on my face fell back into a frown.

Hers fell as well, but in confusion. She spoke no words, but her eyes said enough. My fingers lightly caressed her cheek. "My queen. If only the love I hold for you could be enough to..."

I drifted off when she heavily sighed and turned away. "You are doing it again. You are not a monster, Vlad. Stop thinking yourself as one." She turned to look at me. "I love you, Vlad. Despite what you are, my heart will always and forever belong to you, my king. And...perhaps--"

"No." I unintentionally grabbed her hand, which stopped her. "Nica, I will never watch you suffer as I do. Your eyes shine brighter than this dreaded sun. I will not allow their light to fade."

A tiny smile graced her lips before she sat up and swung her leg over until she was straddling me. She looked down at me with a smirk. "You aren't showing weakness in front of me now, are you?" She then leaned down and molded her soft lips with mine.

As soon as she leaned down, I wrapped my arms around her and flipped her over, without breaking the kiss. She giggled when I did.

"Then you need to remember this." I stopped when she spoke. "Once I leave, they will always follow you. Just... Please, don't forget this. "

I looked up at her. "Never."

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PHYRE

"Arrivederci, mi amore!" I shook my head at Chet, but still saluted him as he and the chopper flew off into the distance and out of sight.

"Raaaargh!!"

I pulled out my pistol as I turned around and shot two approaching ghouls in the head. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a group of ghouls coming close on my right. Not even 2 seconds later, their heads exploded and their bodies dropped on the ground. My head whipped to the left and saw the barrel of Alucard's gun smoking and when he moved it and shot at 3 more ghouls, I saw the amusing grin on his face.

But what made me smirk was the ghouls that were approaching behind him, and he was too busy firing multiple rounds at the others. Just as they were about to reach him, I shot their heads, the sound making him turn around and look at me. The next thing I knew, he was in front of me, so close our noses were touching. While his eyes stayed glued to mine, mine looked behind him and my arm raised to shoot 4 more ghouls.

I looked back at him and moved over his ear. "You're welcome." And with that, I walked past him and while my feet moved backward, I shot multiple rounds at several ghouls and they began to walk towards me--completely forgetting about Seras and Alucard. I stole a glance behind me and kicked back in the door and continued inside.

Seras looked at me with wide eyes. "Phyre! What are you, crazy?!"

I continued firing my bullets until the chamber was empty. I growled in frustration and threw down the pistol, then reached into my sleeves and let a few blades slide down.

"We need to lure them inside and away from the open public. Now stop standing around, Alucard, help me destroy them all!"

After those words, I slid the knives into my fingers and in one movement, they were flung into the skulls of the ghouls, letting an entire row of them drop.

With a grin, Alucard sprang forward and shot a majority of them down as he casually walked through. I turned my head and saw that down the other unexplored halls, there were more and more hoards of ghouls.

Oh, come on! Give me a break!

I knelt down and picked up my pistol, emptied the mag, then reached down into my left boot and replaced it. Meanwhile, as Alucard finished the first wave of ghouls, he turned back to Seras, who was still outside and looked to be having an internal battle with herself on whether or not she should go in.

"Police girl, close the doors. You're wasting precious time, might as well make yourself useful." Then, he turned and shot 2 more ghouls.

Seras looked down. "Yes, master." And as she went to close the doors, she stopped when she heard my voice.

"Seras." She looked up at me. And as I shot down a few more, I looked at her with seriousness. "Don't lead on with false confidence. You will close the doors and wait."

She furrowed her brows. "Wait for what?"

A ghoul appeared behind me and, before I could react, it grabbed onto my shoulders. But, it wasn't long before I flipped it over, and with a foot to it's chest, fired a bullet into its cranial cavity. Then, I looked back up at her. "For when you’re ready to kick some ass."

She cracked a smile, then nodded and slammed the doors shut.

I smirked when she did, but it fell when a door I was standing by was brought down and...ugh...another group of ghouls emerged out of it.

I heavily sighed. "This vampire has a lot of free time if he can make these many ghouls. Guess it's too late for a girlfriend." I raised my gun and fired at them, and when they fell, it revealed a staircase that only went up.

I craned my head so I could see up into it. "Only way is up." I looked back at Alucard. "Why don't you go check it out, I'll clear the rest of the main floor."

He shot down 4 more, then looked at me with a wide smirk. "Are you sure? You are still a mere human, after all."

I scoffed. "You know, if you wanna get on my good side, then don't assume what I can and cannot do."

Without looking behind me, I shot behind me and heard a thump seconds later. I looked down and saw the headless ghoul I had shot, then looked back at him as he walked past me with a look of respect and walked up the stairs.

THIRD PERSON

Alucard continued to shoot down yet another level of ghouls, and when his chamber was empty, he dropped it and replaced it with another mag.

Seconds after, the doors burst open and Seras rolled inside until she was kneeling down and rose up her gun at a few approaching ghouls.

"They are not real people, they might as well be…somebody’s pumpkins…they are just dolls…take aim…just one shot, and it’s all over!" She fired several shots at them, but mostly hitting their midsection.

She then ran down the hall, and up another staircase, all while firing at the passing ghouls. But, the more she fired, the more her vampire instincts kicked in. As she stood in one place, a number of bullet shells falling beside her, she was unaware of her eyes that were now blood red. After shooting down several more ghouls, she ran down the hall and continued on, unaware of the ghoul whose legs were missing that was crawling towards her.

As Alucard walked down the hall after her, he noticed it, and shot through its head.

"Police girl, when you aim, make sure to put a hole through the heart or the head. Just remember, these people did not become undead ghouls by choice. There’s no way to cure them once they have been changed. It’s for their own sake to put these people to rest as quickly as possible."

Seras fired the rest of her bullets at the remaining ghouls, then dropped the empty mag and turned back to Alucard with a crazed look in her eyes. "Sir…Yes sir, my master."

She then replaced the mag in the gun, which earned a smirk from Alucard. Several doors then opened up with ghouls, carrying guns at each door.

As they stepped forward, Seras cocked her gun. A smirk crawled up her face, before she ran fast at an inhuman speed, dodging all of their bullets, and slid to a stop and fired multiple shots that made them drop like flies.

She turned and stood up at the ghoul that was still shooting at her, then tripped him to the floor. As it moaned, Seras stepped towards it and placed her boot on its skull. And with a sadistic grin, she pressed down on it until it popped, with its blood now covering her face.

Alucard's eyes narrowed. "Now, you’re starting to understand what it is to be a vampire."

And it was at that moment that the door behind her sprang open and a blood-covered Phyre stepped out. She looked down at the empty pistol and threw it down the stairs, and while blowing a few strands out of her face, she looked to her right at Seras as Alucard walked up behind them.

Seras looked at the blood that covered her gloved hand with her vampiric eyes and hesitantly stuck out her tongue. Alucard watched in anticipation and a proud smirk, but just as her tongue was about to touch the blood, a splattering sound from beside him made them look back.

"Agh!" Blood poured from Phyre's mouth as she gazed down at the blade that had impaled her stomach.

Alucard's eyes went wide, but they were hidden behind his goggles. "Phyre!"

She fell to the ground as several more blades flew by and impaled Seras. With a groan, she also fell on the floor with a thud.

Alucard snarled out of anger as he knelt down to hold Phyre and took a close look at the blades that briefly glowed. "Blessed blades…" He looked back as several glowing gold pages flew by and were nailed all around the building's exits. "A barrier!?"

His eyes moved towards the back of the hall as footsteps were heard. Blood dripped down from the bayonet blades that were held by a man who had a grin plastered on his face with the only sound being the jingling of his cross as he walked down the steps.

Alucard glanced down at Phyre and lightly touched her cheek, before standing up to face the man as he turned and stopped at the very end of the hall to face Alucard.

"We are the servants of God and the messengers of his Justice. We are the instruments of His divine wrath on earth! We are called upon, Blessed Kingdom! Bringing ash from the flesh of thine enemies. Praise to our Lord!"

PHYRE

The bloody newcomer walked forward into the room with his grin never faltering. "Beautiful moon tonight, don’t you think?"

Alucard said nothing and only grinned.

My eyes moved over to Seras, who struggled to look up, and only a small whimper escaped her.

Anderson darkly chuckled as he looked at her. "Your voice sounds so very lovely when you’re whimpering in agony, young lady. Don’t worry though, you're not dying yet. I haven’t pierced your heart. It’s been a while since I had a good hunt. I plan on enjoying this."

Of all the people they could've sent...what idiot decided it had to be Anderson?

Alucard stared at him. "Vatican Special Division XIII, the Iscariot organization."

Seras's eyes widened. "Ah…!"

"Right you are, you pathetic Hellsing dogs." He then started to walk towards Alucard. "And you must be Alucard…the house-broken vampire, the monster who hunts his own kind. The famous Hellsing family pet…"

As he walked, I saw his eyes trail over to me as I managed to balance myself on all fours to look at him. "And Miss Manchester, it is now in my jurisdiction to deliver you once again to your family Cathedral." Then, he looked again at Alucard. "But first, the extermination of Hellsing's pets."

Well, that's a nice act of chivalry. You impale a girl and then you take her home...actually I've had worse dates.

Alucard scoffed and also began to walk towards him. "You dare injure my queen, then claim to have her? She is here by choice and will only leave by choice. Now, what have you done with the vampire we were hunting?"

Anderson chuckled as he briefly looked at me again. "I could never intentionally injure the church's valuable jewel. That would insult my position. Anyways, he's dead. Not much fun really. I didn’t even have time to enjoy it."

They continued walking, until they briefly passed each other, then stopped. "It seems you three are the only ones left…" Anderson pondered.

Alucard smirked. "Really?"

Anderson looked at him from the corner of his eye, before swinging his blades down towards him and stabbed him in the shoulders, earning a gasp from Seras. Alucard brought up his gun and shot him in his left eye.

"Agh!" He flew back and landed up against the wall in blood splatter.

Alucard pulled out one of the bayonets from his shoulder. "You attacked a vampire head-on in the middle of the night." He then pulled out the second one and dropped it. "You didn’t even try to catch me by surprise. You are a brave man, father. But you’re also a fool."

He turned away from Anderson and hurried over to kneel down beside me. My eyes widened once I saw Anderson stand up from his position, but Alucard was too focused on me. I tried to warn him, but I could only whimper as he pulled out the blade from my stomach and through the pain, all that came out was��

"A-Alucard..."

"Don’t talk." His voice was shockingly soft. "You’ve been stabbed by the blessed blades. Now, just…"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Alucard's face fell, but before he could react, Anderson's bayonets were through his shoulder blades. I could tell Alucard's eyes widened. "What!?"

"Hahahahaha!"

After that, my vision grew blurry and I'm pretty sure I passed out for about a minute before I woke up to Seras screaming.

"Masteeeer!"

My vision grew clear and my eyes slightly widened at the sight of Alucard, pinned to the wall by the multiple bayonets that impaled his body. But what made them wide was the fact that Alucard's head was missing and rolling on the floor.

Man, you close your eyes for one minute and you miss everything!

"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

My eyes traveled over to Anderson, who was laughing as he stared at Alucard's body. "That's it!? This thing was Hellsing's ultimate weapon!?"

What...what is...

I looked over at Seras as she wrapped an arm around my waist and struggled to stand up. She picked up Alucard's severed head before we both began to limp away. She quietly opened a door that led to the second floor and we moved alongside the wall. About halfway down the hall, my vision was going fuzzy again, but I managed to keep my balance before Seras stopped.

I looked at her warily as she whimpered and pulled the blessed blade out from her back. And with a sigh, she held Alucard's head to her chest. "Master…Please, you can’t do this. Dragging me in this world…fall in to leave me…I can’t do this alone…"

Oh, I wanted to tell her so badly, I just couldn't stand her sad face. She's like a little puppy.

My eyes widened as I saw Anderson at the end of the hall, preparing to throw one of his blades.

"Seras, look out!"

She moved in time for the blade to instead pin Alucard's head to the wall.

"Where do you think you’re going? There’s no place to run! Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust! We are nothing more than dust! And to the dust, we shall return. Amen."

Ugh, how poetic.

I looked over at Seras as she grabbed my hand and pulled me with her towards the window.

Oh, great.

She reached a hand towards it--I was trying to pull enough strength to stop her, but her hand touched the window and she fell back against the wall with wide eyes. "What is this!?"

"That is a spiritual barrier, little girl. It’s impossible for vampiric creatures such as yourself to break through. Now settle down, and just be slaughtered you goddamn monster."

I kept a hand on my bloody midsection as I balanced myself with one hand on the wall, then looked over at Seras as she had a panic attack.

This is no time to lose your head police girl…

I slowly turned to look at Alucard's head and quietly laughed to myself. "Very funny..."

Seras looked at it curiously. "Master…?"

I looked back when a hand grabbed me and pushed me over to the opposite side of the wall, then saw Anderson tower over Seras. "It’s over…"

He swung his blades, but then they were suddenly shattered to pieces. All of us looked back and saw Integra, covered by two bodyguards as she still had her gun aimed at him.

"Those girls belong to me. What’s your business here? Paladin of Iscariot, father Alexander Anderson?"

She lowered her gun as he turned and looked at her. "Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing…to what do I owe the honor to such a personal appearance?"

"Enough, Father Anderson! This is a violation of our agreement! The situation here is under our control. Withdraw immediately. Neither the Iscariot nor the Hellsing organization can afford this sort of battle. I don’t care who you think you are. This act of aggression ends now!"

"Withdraw? Is that an order?" He slid down two more bayonets. "You expect me, the Iscariot organization, God's own chosen instruments of judgment to just withdraw on your order? Not only do you have such audacity to throw me an order, but you even dare to claim a member of the church as your own?"

Oh, please.

"Did you really expect me to run away screaming in fear from a filthy protestant whore!?"

He suddenly raced forward, with Integra's bodyguards immediately firing at him, but Anderson's blades cut their throats before they made any damage. Integra pulled out her sword and blocked him as his bayonets collided with it.

She scoffed. "An artificially…bioengineered regenerator agent. And they upgraded your healing…you’re a thing!"

He grinned and leaned further into her face. "Perhaps…But you're nothing but weak. You’re worthless. And as for that pathetic pet vampire you loved to parade around with…You just missed his decapitation."

She smirked. "You cut his head off? Is that all?"

His eyes widened. "What!?"

I stumbled behind him and picked up one of the guns from the dead bodyguards, then aimed it at him. "I would recommend removing your hands from her unless you prefer not having arms."

Integra's eyes narrowed at the sight of me, or more specifically, my critical wound. "Phyre..."

Anderson snarled and looked at me. "You dare try my patience even more by defending this Hellsing trash? You—a high member of the church?"

A weak laugh escaped me. "I may have a blood relation to Manchester Cathedral..." My eyes narrowed. "But no-one disrespects my best friend!'

He grinned. "Best friend? Hahahahahahaha!"

Once his laughter died down, Integra smirked. "It’s not looking good for you…father Anderson. If I were you, I’d leave while I was still able."

He leaned back into her. "Have you gone insane? I’m about to paint the wall with you and that vampire whore."

Her smirk grew. "Then if I were you, I'd make it quick. That vampire you just decapitated will be back any second now."

His grin fell. "He’ll what!?"

My arm began to grow weak to the point the pistol dropped from my hand and I fell against the wall, but that was when I noticed the bat that flew in from the doors. It flew over to me and rubbed its head on my cheek. It tickled a little, so a small giggle escaped me. Then, an entire swarm of bats flew in through the door and shattered through the windows.

They circled around Anderson, with him slashing at them, but then they flew towards the center of the room.

This was when my vision and my hearing were once again fading away. But again, I was brought back by Seras, my alarm clock.

"Master!"

My vision restored and I saw Alucard—alive and well with that crazed grin on his face staring at Anderson.

Integra smirked. "I think you're beginning to understand. What will you do now? Anderson?"

Anderson grinned. "I’ll leave. I need further preparation to kill this one." He opened up a book and all of the barrier pages swirled up around him. "We’ll meet again, Hellsing! Next time…I’ll butcher you all!" Once the pages disappeared, so did Anderson.

Seras dropped to the floor with a sigh. "It’s over…"

My hand lifted up from the wound it was covering, and all I saw was blood. And wow...I feel...really tired all of a sudden...

The last thing I remember was my eyes rolling back and hearing Seras scream my name as Alucard and Integra ran over to me before everything went black.