The Hellsing Heir: Chapter 10, part 2
Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2003 6:18 am
Eden, because I looove you, and I don't want to torture you anymore, here is the second part of Chapter 10. Trust me, you'll ENJOY this.
Disclaimer: He's the owner *points to Kouta Hirano (is my spelling right?)* not me.
Chapter X: Blood of My Blood, Flesh of His Flesh, Part Two
Integra was once again alone in her study. Alucard had left to find and rescue Christina, while Celes was with Walter, who was giving the female vampire some kind of new weapon to use to fight the undead. She glanced at the clock. It was about eleven in the evening. She wasn't expecting Alucard until a few hours later.
She was thankful nobody suggested that she should sleep or take a break; she would have shot the suggestor in sight. She was not about to sleep or take a break while her only child, her daughter, was with that fucking vampire, suffering God only knows what kind of unpleasantness.
Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing was obviously in a murderous rage. She wanted to kill someone, just to take out the fury she felt at the kidnapping of her only child.
What she felt about the situation was quite ironic. Before she had Christina, Integra regarded kidnapping as a lesser crime compared to murder. However, now that she was a parent, she realized the magnitude of such violation. To have someone who was forever a part of oneself taken away–far from one's protection, far from one's watchful eyes–was something very painful, especially for parents. In murder, at least one knew that the victim was dead, but in a kidnapping, it might take years before one would find out if the victim were dead or alive.
Integra shook her head. Dwelling on the unpleasantness of the situation wouldn't help her. Instead, she focused on the events that transpired before the actual abduction of her daughter.
Another bloody ambush. Integra's hands curled into tight fists. It was the second time an ambush had taken away something she valued. The first time was several years ago, and it had cost her more than a life.
*******
"How was last night's operation?" Christopher asked his wife. They had just come from visiting Christopher's estate miles from London. They were now in a limousine heading for Hellsing Manor.
"Another success. Alucard and Celes got rid of the FREAK and his horde of ghouls. "
It had been seven months since Integra's marriage to Christopher Greystone. So far, their relationship was progressing along expected lines. The two of them enjoyed a relatively peaceful married life. Relatively, since no one can really live in peace if one lived with an ancient vampire and one made one's living by killing the undead. In the meantime, Christopher became second to her in authority in Hellsing, with him taking on the more trivial matters in Hellsing like paperwork, thus allowing Integra to focus on the more important matters at hand, like the elimination of the undead.
The only complaint Integra had with her husband was the fact that he would sometimes disappear for a few days–even a week–with little explanation. It wasn't Integra's habit to be curious about what other people were doing, but the man in question was her husband, after all. However, she never asked him where he had been, and she had no plans of asking him anytime soon.
On a lighter note, her marriage had a strange effect on Alucard. The vampire did not mock her quite as often as he had in the past. Integra found that strange. Not only that, he was almost excruciatingly polite with her, especially when Christopher was around. However, the words he exchanged with Christopher were anything but polite. The two always seemed to argue over the slightest things.
Christopher leaned back against his seat. "That's good to hear. That particular FREAK has been quite troublesome. The new FREAK chips in the market are getting increasingly sophisticated."
"That reminds me. What happened with the investigation?" Integra wanted to know. Christopher and a small group of experts from Hellsing Institute did some investigation about a FREAK chip factory Hellsing raided in the outskirts of London several days ago.
Christopher sighed. "We ran into a dead end, as usual. A certain John Mulroney owned the land the factory was on. We ran a check on the name, and it turned out the chap has been dead for ten years. We got another one, and I'm still looking over that one. Since all the workers in the factory committed suicide–they were probably forced to–before we could question them, we didn't get any additional information."
A frustrated look appeared on Integra's face. No matter how hard they tried to stop FREAK chip production, the only thing all their efforts could do was–
A loud explosion abruptly cut off Integra's reverie. The limousine screeched to a halt, violently pitching them forward. Integra lifted her head, and saw several armed men outside the limousine. An ambush! her mind screamed. She vaguely heard Christopher shouting for her to get down. She felt his body pinning her down, shielding her.
Then, with a deafening roar of guns, Integra's world shattered like the suddenly brittle glass windows around her. Something sharp tore into her body, and Integra knew no more.
*******
Alucard ripped off the head of another advancing ghoul. There was more heading his way. The whole place was filled with FREAKS and ghouls. Fighting them was such a waste of time and effort. "Where are you, vampire? Why do you send your lackeys to face me? Why don't you face me yourself?" Alucard shouted as he destroyed another group of ghouls with a single attack.
There was no answer. Alucard narrowed his eyes. He was getting impatient. He would have used the shadows to evade these pests, but the vampire had used some kind of powerful magic that prevented him from using the shadows. He could use his other form to get rid of the ghouls and FREAKS in single attack, but that was a waste of energy. However, he was also wasting time, time he could not afford to waste.
Coming to a decision, he smiled to himself.
*******
Integra woke up with the sun streaming into the room. Nearly blinded by the bright light, she squeezed her eyes shut. She was lying in something soft–a bed. It was a fact that she found disconcerting. The place she had been was her limousine, with her husband.
Then, memories of what happened rushed to Integra like water from a dam bursting open. She remembered the explosion, the armed men, Christopher shielding her–
The thought made her bolt up. She looked around, absently noting that she was in her room. Instead of Christopher, she found Alucard leaning against the wall, looking at her with intense red eyes.
There was silence in the room. Struggling to regain her composure, Integra swallowed hard, trying to moisten her dry throat. She nearly choked as she did so. There was a foul taste in her throat that she found disturbingly familiar. Moistening her lips, she asked the vampire in a cool voice, "What happened?"
"You were ambushed, Master," Alucard replied, his eyes suddenly hidden by his raven locks.
"What happened to Christopher?" she wanted to know, although deep inside, she knew the answer.
A very brief flicker of pity appeared in Alucard's eyes. "He died on the spot. The doctors could do nothing to save him."
Dead. Her husband was dead. Moments before, he had been alive, and now, he was gone forever. Integra pushed that disturbing thought aside. There was enough time for that later. There were other things to take care of, like finding out who set up the ambush. She was about to get out of the bed when something struck her.
She had been shot at the ambush. She remembered that clearly. Before losing consciousness, she could remember the pain she felt when a bullet tore into her body. However, she was not feeling any pain or discomfort. Heart pounding with suspicion, she turned sharply to Alucard. "How long have I been unconscious?"
Alucard suddenly smiled a fiendish, sly smile. "Four hours, Master."
Four hours? It was impossible for her to heal that fast. She swallowed again. Her throat felt–
She stopped abruptly, realizing something important. At this point, Integra's heart was pounding like a jackhammer. The foul taste in her mouth…Her eyes widened when she recognized it. Her mouth tasted like she swallowed a glass of rust–the taste of blood.
Blue eyes blazing with fury and fear, Integra demanded of the grinning vampire, "What have you done? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?"
*******
"Come, my dear. It's time for us to leave." Christina stifled a yelp of pain as Adrian yanked her harshly to her feet, jerking her off-balance. She struggled, trying to free her wrist from his hand's iron grip.
Adrian laughed at her attempts, and then almost effortless drew Christina closer to him. She took the opportunity to kick the vampire at the shin. "I'm not going anywhere, vampire."
Surprised, the vampire loosened his hold, thus making it easier for her to slip out his grasp. Moving quickly, she grabbed a chair and whacked Adrian, shattering the chair.
The vampire reeled away from her, an angry look on his handsome face. For a moment, Christina thought he would attack her.
Then, out of nowhere, there was a powerful surge of power, shaking the earth beneath them. It took a while for Christina to recognize that power, so intense it was. It was Alucard's.
The room shook violently as ripples of power passed through the room. "Well, well," Adrian said in his musical voice. "It seems like your Alucard is getting very impatient." He cast Christina a sly, malicious smile. "I think I should meet him before I take you away. However, I'm afraid you'll stay here. I'll be back, my dear."
As soon as he said that, he turned into a mist and disappeared, leaving Christina alone in the room.
*******
"Finally, you have arrived. I'm getting tired playing with these pest," Alucard said as soon as Adrian materialized in front of him. He grinned at his enemy.
"I can see that," Adrian replied, looking around. The mansion was in shambles. No ghoul or FREAK was in sight. "You've seem to have done a thorough job." Finally, he fixed his gaze at Alucard.
The Hellsing vampire had long hair now, reaching down to his knees. He was not wearing that red trench coat of his and instead wore something in black that resembled a straight jacket. On his body were numerous red, staring eyes. His whole being glowed red, radiating with immense power.
So, this is Alucard. Then Adrian smiled chillingly at him. "I shouldn't be facing you, but I thought it would be so rude of me not to face you. After all, you came all the way here and–"
A silver bullet whizzed past Adrian's head. Adrian didn't move. "Spare me the pretty words. Hand over my Master's daughter, and perhaps I will consider giving you a quick death."
Adrian raised an eyebrow. "Your Master's daughter? Isn't she your daughter as well? Does she know that?"
*******
Alucard seemed unperturbed by the fury radiating from Integra. "I saved your life, Master. I made you drink my blood, which, of course, healed your injuries. Are you not pleased to be alive?"
I drank his blood? Integra thought. In her weakened state, she would have taken in any goddamned thing! His damned blood has tainted me. She glanced around the room wildly, looking for sharp objects.
Alucard gave a bark of amusement at this. "Do not bother. I have purged this place of anything you can use to…harm yourself. You can be quite predictable, Master," he mocked.
"Damn you, Alucard!" she shouted when she confirmed what he said. Glaring at Alucard, she said in an angry, bitter voice, "Why did you not let me DIE? Why did you do THIS to ME?"
For a moment, Integra thought she saw a flicker of sadness in his scarlet eyes, but it disappeared so fast Integra decided it was just her imagination. "I could not let you die, Master. I cannot."
"Damn you! You should have!" Integral's voice nearly broke, so great her anger and frustration was, but she managed to regain her composure before it did.
There was brief moment of silence between master and slave. Then, Alucard spoke up. "Enough of this. You must rest, Master. You do not want to harm yourself or the child, do you?"
Integra gave Alucard a blank look. "The child?"
Alucard smiled. "Yes, Master. The child. The babe that lies beneath your heart. Surely you sense it."
Integra's hand flew to her stomach. It was as flat as always, but Integra knew with bleak certainty that her stomach would not remain so. It would explain the queasiness she felt, the lethargy. She was with child. She should have noticed before, but she always had an irregular menstrual cycle and it had been a while since she and Christopher…She closed her eyes, trying to take in this discovery.
"I did not want you or our child to die."
Blue eyes wide, her gaze flew to Alucard. "Our child? You must be mad! The child is Christopher's and mine! It is not–"
Suddenly, Alucard was beside her, a gloved hand over her stomach. "Not anymore, Master," Alucard almost purred, scarlet eyes glowing with unholy light. "My blood will make sure of that. The blood of a vampire can do many things, do you not know? I am the sire of your child. The child might be the flesh of your late husband's flesh, but the child is the blood of my blood. The child is mine as much as the child is yours, Integra."
Integra slapped his hand away and shot up, her body trembling with anger, fear and powerful emotions she could not, would not, name. "You made me drink your blood, knowing I am with child! How dare you do this to US, Alucard? I will kill you for this!" she shouted at him, her voice trembling with fury.
Alucard's eyes glittered as he spoke. "No, you will not, Master. The child you carry is bound to me in ways you cannot even comprehend. My death might have…adverse effects on the child. Would you harm your own babe, Integra?"
"I DO NOT CARE!" Integra shouted back. "Better that it die, rather than I give birth to a–a monster!"
To Integra's surprise, Alucard's eyes darkened with anger. "A monster, Integra? Sense the child within you, Master, and tell me if you truly believe the child would be a monster." Integra fell silent. "Nevertheless, I will not let you harm our child, Integra. I will protect the child."
The events were nearly too much for Integra. She began to shake with fear and anger. "You should have let us die. We have disgraced our name beyond measure. We have–"
"Disgraced, Master? I think not. The greatest disgrace would have been being unable to fulfill your duty of protecting England because of foolishness. You are alive. Hellsing will have an heir. You will be able to continue to protect your precious England. I see no disgrace in that."
"If the Queen were to find out about this–"
Alucard snorted. "From whom, Master? Only the police girl, Walter, and I know what truly transpired. Walter and Celes will not say anything–they are too loyal to you. If you fear the child would have scarlet eyes, your deceased husband's eye color would explain it."
Integra seemed to consider what he said for a moment. Then she gazed at Alucard, her ice blue eyes filled with almost unholy hatred. "I will never forgive you for this, Alucard. Stay away from US. I will hate you forever for what you have done. Do you hear me, Alucard? I will hate you forever!"
*******
"It does not matter now. Where is she, or do you wish to die a slow, painful death?" Alucard pulled out his Jackal, menacing as its black metal glowed with red.
"She is where you cannot reach her, Alucard." Adrian began to glow as well as he summoned his magic. The debris slowly rose from the ground as the air around the two vampires began to grow hotter. Without any warning, Adrian unleashed a fiery ball of magic.
"Is that all you can do?" Alucard's voice mocked as his body became a flock of bats an inch or so before the fiery globe touched him. He quickly materialized behind Adrian, managing to shoot his enemy in the head before the vampire turned into mist and disappeared.
"Of course not," Adrian's musical voice replied as he materialized on the other side and unleashed a rippling blast of energy towards Alucard, shattering the already battered stone floor. The blast caught Alucard unaware, and he was flung back, hitting a wall with a loud thud.
"Giving up already, Alucard?" Adrian slowly walked towards him. "It's your fault she's here," Adrian told Alucard. "You should have let her die, she and her bitch of a mother." Adrian gathered his magic once again, getting ready to finish Alucard once and for all.
Suddenly, four great-fanged dogs with hundreds of eyes in their bodies stretched out of Alucard's body and clamped their jaws on both Adrian's arms and legs. Before Adrian could move or utter a word, another one devoured him, and in an instant was reduced to ashes.
"You talk to much." Alucard smirked as he went to the pile of ashes that was once his enemy. Then, he turned away, and went to search for Christina.
*******
Christina stared hard at the double wooden doors. No doubt, the doors were locked to prevent her from opening them, but locks could be broken, couldn't they?
After she cleared her path of obstacles, she went to the far end of the room. She could probably knock the door down. She just hoped there would not be any ghouls or FREAKS to greet her when she broke it down.
Taking a deep breath, she ran and before she knew it, her body slammed into the doors. The act nearly knocked the wind out of her lungs.
The doors broke open and then she slammed into a surprised Alucard, who was in the act of opening the doors. The two fell into the floor, hard.
"You're late," Christina said in an accusing tone as soon as she got up. She looked directly into Alucard's eyes. "I expected you ages ago."
"I encountered a few obstacles on the way." Alucard was also up, and he was staring at her as well.
Christina looked around. There was no one around. Alucard could be very thorough when he chose to be. "Adrian?" she asked, although she already knew the answer, since Alucard was here, after all.
"Is that his name? He is gone now, little one."
"I see." There was a loud crash from somewhere. "This place is going to fall apart any minute now. Let's go home. It's quite late and my mother's getting impatient."
Their scarlet eyes met and locked. "Yes, little one. We're going home. Come." Alucard held out his hand, and Christina took it. Drawing her close to him, they disappeared into the shadows.
*******
"Hello, mother. I'm sorry I'm late."
Her daughter's voice made Integra's eyes grow wide. She saw her daughter approaching her. Christina's clothes were a little worse for wear and her hair was in complete disarray, but she looked safe and unharmed. Alucard walked behind her, almost hovering protectively over his daughter.
His daughter? Integra wondered when she had begun to see Christina as Alucard's daughter rather than Christopher's. Perhaps it had begun the moment Christina opened her eyes. It was probably even earlier than that.
As Christina grew older, Integra saw less of Christopher in her and more of Alucard. There were times the way Christina moved, talked, and thought reminded Integra sharply of Alucard. It was as if Alucard's blood had completely eradicated any traces of Christopher in Christina.
"I am pleased to see you safe, Christina," Integra said in formal tones. Then, as if she was touching fire, she took her daughter's hands.
"So am I, mother. So am I." Christina gave a slight smile, and squeezed her mother's hands. "It's all right, mother. I'm home now."
*******
Unknown to Alucard and Christina, a few moments after they left, a man stood over the pile of ashes that had once been Adrian. There was a pleased smile on his face. He held out his hands over the ashes.
Suddenly, a bright red light engulfed the whole mansion, then subsided after a few moments.
"That went extremely well," a musical voice said.
"Extremely well indeed. Now all we have to do is wait."
"Yes, my Master."
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Freetalk, part 2: In this chapter, I focused a little bit on the feelings of the characters. I hope I didn't make them OOC. Well, what can you say about the revelation about real Christina's parentage? What I did may seem ambiguous, but its ambiguity is vital to Christina's survival. Anyway, I think I made her a lot like Buffy *gasp* when she fought the vampire, but I figured Christina should fight back. She's no damsel in distress, that girl.
If you have questions about the chapter or just about anything under the sun, ask me. I am open to questions, rants, complaints, and criticisms. Just please phrase them nicely. I'll try to answer them the best way I can.
Is it possible to drink the blood of a vampire and not become a vampire? It depends on which mythology or culture you're basing it. We all know that vampires have characteristics that may be present in one culture or mythology, but are not found on another. Anyway, I got the idea from a work of Christopher Pike–The Last Vampire. Those who are familiar with this series, correct me if I'm wrong since it has been a long time since I've read it, but the heroine there, Alisha (I think), cured a human from AIDS by making him drink her blood…and he DID NOT become a vampire. I vaguely remember how she did that…so I made my own version.
Note that I didn't show how the 'transfer of blood' happened. I'll leave it to the imagination of the readers to figure out just what took place. Hehehe…I'm so evil…no, actually, I'm lazy…-_-; Maybe I'd get to that some other time.
Is this the end? Yes, and no. Yes, this is the end of the first part of Hellsing Heir. No, it isn’t the end of the fic. There are still other issues that remain unresolved, like, why did the vampire kidnap Christina? How are the Harkers and Christopher involved in this? Will Christina find out the truth about herself? Who was the guy that revived Adrian? What about Anderson? What the hell is this fic all about? Yada, yada, yada.
Now that I've revealed just what exactly Christina is, I'm going to focus a little bit on other things. I'm still not sure what exactly will happen in the next part (it's NOT a sequel), but there will be:
A few very nasty surprises for heroes and villains and neutrals alike
Massive fighting
Marriage or the possibility of marriage
Alucard kicking butt
Magic and summoning
A bit more secrets revealed
Anderson kicking butt
Celes kicking butt
My butt being kicked *yowch*
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Disclaimer: He's the owner *points to Kouta Hirano (is my spelling right?)* not me.
Chapter X: Blood of My Blood, Flesh of His Flesh, Part Two
Integra was once again alone in her study. Alucard had left to find and rescue Christina, while Celes was with Walter, who was giving the female vampire some kind of new weapon to use to fight the undead. She glanced at the clock. It was about eleven in the evening. She wasn't expecting Alucard until a few hours later.
She was thankful nobody suggested that she should sleep or take a break; she would have shot the suggestor in sight. She was not about to sleep or take a break while her only child, her daughter, was with that fucking vampire, suffering God only knows what kind of unpleasantness.
Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing was obviously in a murderous rage. She wanted to kill someone, just to take out the fury she felt at the kidnapping of her only child.
What she felt about the situation was quite ironic. Before she had Christina, Integra regarded kidnapping as a lesser crime compared to murder. However, now that she was a parent, she realized the magnitude of such violation. To have someone who was forever a part of oneself taken away–far from one's protection, far from one's watchful eyes–was something very painful, especially for parents. In murder, at least one knew that the victim was dead, but in a kidnapping, it might take years before one would find out if the victim were dead or alive.
Integra shook her head. Dwelling on the unpleasantness of the situation wouldn't help her. Instead, she focused on the events that transpired before the actual abduction of her daughter.
Another bloody ambush. Integra's hands curled into tight fists. It was the second time an ambush had taken away something she valued. The first time was several years ago, and it had cost her more than a life.
*******
"How was last night's operation?" Christopher asked his wife. They had just come from visiting Christopher's estate miles from London. They were now in a limousine heading for Hellsing Manor.
"Another success. Alucard and Celes got rid of the FREAK and his horde of ghouls. "
It had been seven months since Integra's marriage to Christopher Greystone. So far, their relationship was progressing along expected lines. The two of them enjoyed a relatively peaceful married life. Relatively, since no one can really live in peace if one lived with an ancient vampire and one made one's living by killing the undead. In the meantime, Christopher became second to her in authority in Hellsing, with him taking on the more trivial matters in Hellsing like paperwork, thus allowing Integra to focus on the more important matters at hand, like the elimination of the undead.
The only complaint Integra had with her husband was the fact that he would sometimes disappear for a few days–even a week–with little explanation. It wasn't Integra's habit to be curious about what other people were doing, but the man in question was her husband, after all. However, she never asked him where he had been, and she had no plans of asking him anytime soon.
On a lighter note, her marriage had a strange effect on Alucard. The vampire did not mock her quite as often as he had in the past. Integra found that strange. Not only that, he was almost excruciatingly polite with her, especially when Christopher was around. However, the words he exchanged with Christopher were anything but polite. The two always seemed to argue over the slightest things.
Christopher leaned back against his seat. "That's good to hear. That particular FREAK has been quite troublesome. The new FREAK chips in the market are getting increasingly sophisticated."
"That reminds me. What happened with the investigation?" Integra wanted to know. Christopher and a small group of experts from Hellsing Institute did some investigation about a FREAK chip factory Hellsing raided in the outskirts of London several days ago.
Christopher sighed. "We ran into a dead end, as usual. A certain John Mulroney owned the land the factory was on. We ran a check on the name, and it turned out the chap has been dead for ten years. We got another one, and I'm still looking over that one. Since all the workers in the factory committed suicide–they were probably forced to–before we could question them, we didn't get any additional information."
A frustrated look appeared on Integra's face. No matter how hard they tried to stop FREAK chip production, the only thing all their efforts could do was–
A loud explosion abruptly cut off Integra's reverie. The limousine screeched to a halt, violently pitching them forward. Integra lifted her head, and saw several armed men outside the limousine. An ambush! her mind screamed. She vaguely heard Christopher shouting for her to get down. She felt his body pinning her down, shielding her.
Then, with a deafening roar of guns, Integra's world shattered like the suddenly brittle glass windows around her. Something sharp tore into her body, and Integra knew no more.
*******
Alucard ripped off the head of another advancing ghoul. There was more heading his way. The whole place was filled with FREAKS and ghouls. Fighting them was such a waste of time and effort. "Where are you, vampire? Why do you send your lackeys to face me? Why don't you face me yourself?" Alucard shouted as he destroyed another group of ghouls with a single attack.
There was no answer. Alucard narrowed his eyes. He was getting impatient. He would have used the shadows to evade these pests, but the vampire had used some kind of powerful magic that prevented him from using the shadows. He could use his other form to get rid of the ghouls and FREAKS in single attack, but that was a waste of energy. However, he was also wasting time, time he could not afford to waste.
Coming to a decision, he smiled to himself.
*******
Integra woke up with the sun streaming into the room. Nearly blinded by the bright light, she squeezed her eyes shut. She was lying in something soft–a bed. It was a fact that she found disconcerting. The place she had been was her limousine, with her husband.
Then, memories of what happened rushed to Integra like water from a dam bursting open. She remembered the explosion, the armed men, Christopher shielding her–
The thought made her bolt up. She looked around, absently noting that she was in her room. Instead of Christopher, she found Alucard leaning against the wall, looking at her with intense red eyes.
There was silence in the room. Struggling to regain her composure, Integra swallowed hard, trying to moisten her dry throat. She nearly choked as she did so. There was a foul taste in her throat that she found disturbingly familiar. Moistening her lips, she asked the vampire in a cool voice, "What happened?"
"You were ambushed, Master," Alucard replied, his eyes suddenly hidden by his raven locks.
"What happened to Christopher?" she wanted to know, although deep inside, she knew the answer.
A very brief flicker of pity appeared in Alucard's eyes. "He died on the spot. The doctors could do nothing to save him."
Dead. Her husband was dead. Moments before, he had been alive, and now, he was gone forever. Integra pushed that disturbing thought aside. There was enough time for that later. There were other things to take care of, like finding out who set up the ambush. She was about to get out of the bed when something struck her.
She had been shot at the ambush. She remembered that clearly. Before losing consciousness, she could remember the pain she felt when a bullet tore into her body. However, she was not feeling any pain or discomfort. Heart pounding with suspicion, she turned sharply to Alucard. "How long have I been unconscious?"
Alucard suddenly smiled a fiendish, sly smile. "Four hours, Master."
Four hours? It was impossible for her to heal that fast. She swallowed again. Her throat felt–
She stopped abruptly, realizing something important. At this point, Integra's heart was pounding like a jackhammer. The foul taste in her mouth…Her eyes widened when she recognized it. Her mouth tasted like she swallowed a glass of rust–the taste of blood.
Blue eyes blazing with fury and fear, Integra demanded of the grinning vampire, "What have you done? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?"
*******
"Come, my dear. It's time for us to leave." Christina stifled a yelp of pain as Adrian yanked her harshly to her feet, jerking her off-balance. She struggled, trying to free her wrist from his hand's iron grip.
Adrian laughed at her attempts, and then almost effortless drew Christina closer to him. She took the opportunity to kick the vampire at the shin. "I'm not going anywhere, vampire."
Surprised, the vampire loosened his hold, thus making it easier for her to slip out his grasp. Moving quickly, she grabbed a chair and whacked Adrian, shattering the chair.
The vampire reeled away from her, an angry look on his handsome face. For a moment, Christina thought he would attack her.
Then, out of nowhere, there was a powerful surge of power, shaking the earth beneath them. It took a while for Christina to recognize that power, so intense it was. It was Alucard's.
The room shook violently as ripples of power passed through the room. "Well, well," Adrian said in his musical voice. "It seems like your Alucard is getting very impatient." He cast Christina a sly, malicious smile. "I think I should meet him before I take you away. However, I'm afraid you'll stay here. I'll be back, my dear."
As soon as he said that, he turned into a mist and disappeared, leaving Christina alone in the room.
*******
"Finally, you have arrived. I'm getting tired playing with these pest," Alucard said as soon as Adrian materialized in front of him. He grinned at his enemy.
"I can see that," Adrian replied, looking around. The mansion was in shambles. No ghoul or FREAK was in sight. "You've seem to have done a thorough job." Finally, he fixed his gaze at Alucard.
The Hellsing vampire had long hair now, reaching down to his knees. He was not wearing that red trench coat of his and instead wore something in black that resembled a straight jacket. On his body were numerous red, staring eyes. His whole being glowed red, radiating with immense power.
So, this is Alucard. Then Adrian smiled chillingly at him. "I shouldn't be facing you, but I thought it would be so rude of me not to face you. After all, you came all the way here and–"
A silver bullet whizzed past Adrian's head. Adrian didn't move. "Spare me the pretty words. Hand over my Master's daughter, and perhaps I will consider giving you a quick death."
Adrian raised an eyebrow. "Your Master's daughter? Isn't she your daughter as well? Does she know that?"
*******
Alucard seemed unperturbed by the fury radiating from Integra. "I saved your life, Master. I made you drink my blood, which, of course, healed your injuries. Are you not pleased to be alive?"
I drank his blood? Integra thought. In her weakened state, she would have taken in any goddamned thing! His damned blood has tainted me. She glanced around the room wildly, looking for sharp objects.
Alucard gave a bark of amusement at this. "Do not bother. I have purged this place of anything you can use to…harm yourself. You can be quite predictable, Master," he mocked.
"Damn you, Alucard!" she shouted when she confirmed what he said. Glaring at Alucard, she said in an angry, bitter voice, "Why did you not let me DIE? Why did you do THIS to ME?"
For a moment, Integra thought she saw a flicker of sadness in his scarlet eyes, but it disappeared so fast Integra decided it was just her imagination. "I could not let you die, Master. I cannot."
"Damn you! You should have!" Integral's voice nearly broke, so great her anger and frustration was, but she managed to regain her composure before it did.
There was brief moment of silence between master and slave. Then, Alucard spoke up. "Enough of this. You must rest, Master. You do not want to harm yourself or the child, do you?"
Integra gave Alucard a blank look. "The child?"
Alucard smiled. "Yes, Master. The child. The babe that lies beneath your heart. Surely you sense it."
Integra's hand flew to her stomach. It was as flat as always, but Integra knew with bleak certainty that her stomach would not remain so. It would explain the queasiness she felt, the lethargy. She was with child. She should have noticed before, but she always had an irregular menstrual cycle and it had been a while since she and Christopher…She closed her eyes, trying to take in this discovery.
"I did not want you or our child to die."
Blue eyes wide, her gaze flew to Alucard. "Our child? You must be mad! The child is Christopher's and mine! It is not–"
Suddenly, Alucard was beside her, a gloved hand over her stomach. "Not anymore, Master," Alucard almost purred, scarlet eyes glowing with unholy light. "My blood will make sure of that. The blood of a vampire can do many things, do you not know? I am the sire of your child. The child might be the flesh of your late husband's flesh, but the child is the blood of my blood. The child is mine as much as the child is yours, Integra."
Integra slapped his hand away and shot up, her body trembling with anger, fear and powerful emotions she could not, would not, name. "You made me drink your blood, knowing I am with child! How dare you do this to US, Alucard? I will kill you for this!" she shouted at him, her voice trembling with fury.
Alucard's eyes glittered as he spoke. "No, you will not, Master. The child you carry is bound to me in ways you cannot even comprehend. My death might have…adverse effects on the child. Would you harm your own babe, Integra?"
"I DO NOT CARE!" Integra shouted back. "Better that it die, rather than I give birth to a–a monster!"
To Integra's surprise, Alucard's eyes darkened with anger. "A monster, Integra? Sense the child within you, Master, and tell me if you truly believe the child would be a monster." Integra fell silent. "Nevertheless, I will not let you harm our child, Integra. I will protect the child."
The events were nearly too much for Integra. She began to shake with fear and anger. "You should have let us die. We have disgraced our name beyond measure. We have–"
"Disgraced, Master? I think not. The greatest disgrace would have been being unable to fulfill your duty of protecting England because of foolishness. You are alive. Hellsing will have an heir. You will be able to continue to protect your precious England. I see no disgrace in that."
"If the Queen were to find out about this–"
Alucard snorted. "From whom, Master? Only the police girl, Walter, and I know what truly transpired. Walter and Celes will not say anything–they are too loyal to you. If you fear the child would have scarlet eyes, your deceased husband's eye color would explain it."
Integra seemed to consider what he said for a moment. Then she gazed at Alucard, her ice blue eyes filled with almost unholy hatred. "I will never forgive you for this, Alucard. Stay away from US. I will hate you forever for what you have done. Do you hear me, Alucard? I will hate you forever!"
*******
"It does not matter now. Where is she, or do you wish to die a slow, painful death?" Alucard pulled out his Jackal, menacing as its black metal glowed with red.
"She is where you cannot reach her, Alucard." Adrian began to glow as well as he summoned his magic. The debris slowly rose from the ground as the air around the two vampires began to grow hotter. Without any warning, Adrian unleashed a fiery ball of magic.
"Is that all you can do?" Alucard's voice mocked as his body became a flock of bats an inch or so before the fiery globe touched him. He quickly materialized behind Adrian, managing to shoot his enemy in the head before the vampire turned into mist and disappeared.
"Of course not," Adrian's musical voice replied as he materialized on the other side and unleashed a rippling blast of energy towards Alucard, shattering the already battered stone floor. The blast caught Alucard unaware, and he was flung back, hitting a wall with a loud thud.
"Giving up already, Alucard?" Adrian slowly walked towards him. "It's your fault she's here," Adrian told Alucard. "You should have let her die, she and her bitch of a mother." Adrian gathered his magic once again, getting ready to finish Alucard once and for all.
Suddenly, four great-fanged dogs with hundreds of eyes in their bodies stretched out of Alucard's body and clamped their jaws on both Adrian's arms and legs. Before Adrian could move or utter a word, another one devoured him, and in an instant was reduced to ashes.
"You talk to much." Alucard smirked as he went to the pile of ashes that was once his enemy. Then, he turned away, and went to search for Christina.
*******
Christina stared hard at the double wooden doors. No doubt, the doors were locked to prevent her from opening them, but locks could be broken, couldn't they?
After she cleared her path of obstacles, she went to the far end of the room. She could probably knock the door down. She just hoped there would not be any ghouls or FREAKS to greet her when she broke it down.
Taking a deep breath, she ran and before she knew it, her body slammed into the doors. The act nearly knocked the wind out of her lungs.
The doors broke open and then she slammed into a surprised Alucard, who was in the act of opening the doors. The two fell into the floor, hard.
"You're late," Christina said in an accusing tone as soon as she got up. She looked directly into Alucard's eyes. "I expected you ages ago."
"I encountered a few obstacles on the way." Alucard was also up, and he was staring at her as well.
Christina looked around. There was no one around. Alucard could be very thorough when he chose to be. "Adrian?" she asked, although she already knew the answer, since Alucard was here, after all.
"Is that his name? He is gone now, little one."
"I see." There was a loud crash from somewhere. "This place is going to fall apart any minute now. Let's go home. It's quite late and my mother's getting impatient."
Their scarlet eyes met and locked. "Yes, little one. We're going home. Come." Alucard held out his hand, and Christina took it. Drawing her close to him, they disappeared into the shadows.
*******
"Hello, mother. I'm sorry I'm late."
Her daughter's voice made Integra's eyes grow wide. She saw her daughter approaching her. Christina's clothes were a little worse for wear and her hair was in complete disarray, but she looked safe and unharmed. Alucard walked behind her, almost hovering protectively over his daughter.
His daughter? Integra wondered when she had begun to see Christina as Alucard's daughter rather than Christopher's. Perhaps it had begun the moment Christina opened her eyes. It was probably even earlier than that.
As Christina grew older, Integra saw less of Christopher in her and more of Alucard. There were times the way Christina moved, talked, and thought reminded Integra sharply of Alucard. It was as if Alucard's blood had completely eradicated any traces of Christopher in Christina.
"I am pleased to see you safe, Christina," Integra said in formal tones. Then, as if she was touching fire, she took her daughter's hands.
"So am I, mother. So am I." Christina gave a slight smile, and squeezed her mother's hands. "It's all right, mother. I'm home now."
*******
Unknown to Alucard and Christina, a few moments after they left, a man stood over the pile of ashes that had once been Adrian. There was a pleased smile on his face. He held out his hands over the ashes.
Suddenly, a bright red light engulfed the whole mansion, then subsided after a few moments.
"That went extremely well," a musical voice said.
"Extremely well indeed. Now all we have to do is wait."
"Yes, my Master."
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Freetalk, part 2: In this chapter, I focused a little bit on the feelings of the characters. I hope I didn't make them OOC. Well, what can you say about the revelation about real Christina's parentage? What I did may seem ambiguous, but its ambiguity is vital to Christina's survival. Anyway, I think I made her a lot like Buffy *gasp* when she fought the vampire, but I figured Christina should fight back. She's no damsel in distress, that girl.
If you have questions about the chapter or just about anything under the sun, ask me. I am open to questions, rants, complaints, and criticisms. Just please phrase them nicely. I'll try to answer them the best way I can.
Is it possible to drink the blood of a vampire and not become a vampire? It depends on which mythology or culture you're basing it. We all know that vampires have characteristics that may be present in one culture or mythology, but are not found on another. Anyway, I got the idea from a work of Christopher Pike–The Last Vampire. Those who are familiar with this series, correct me if I'm wrong since it has been a long time since I've read it, but the heroine there, Alisha (I think), cured a human from AIDS by making him drink her blood…and he DID NOT become a vampire. I vaguely remember how she did that…so I made my own version.
Note that I didn't show how the 'transfer of blood' happened. I'll leave it to the imagination of the readers to figure out just what took place. Hehehe…I'm so evil…no, actually, I'm lazy…-_-; Maybe I'd get to that some other time.
Is this the end? Yes, and no. Yes, this is the end of the first part of Hellsing Heir. No, it isn’t the end of the fic. There are still other issues that remain unresolved, like, why did the vampire kidnap Christina? How are the Harkers and Christopher involved in this? Will Christina find out the truth about herself? Who was the guy that revived Adrian? What about Anderson? What the hell is this fic all about? Yada, yada, yada.
Now that I've revealed just what exactly Christina is, I'm going to focus a little bit on other things. I'm still not sure what exactly will happen in the next part (it's NOT a sequel), but there will be:
A few very nasty surprises for heroes and villains and neutrals alike
Massive fighting
Marriage or the possibility of marriage
Alucard kicking butt
Magic and summoning
A bit more secrets revealed
Anderson kicking butt
Celes kicking butt
My butt being kicked *yowch*
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