Unbroken

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or any of the characters, just my own. This chapter may contain some spoilers so you have been warned.

Unbroken: Order 1

20 years ago…

A young blonde girl made her way down to the forgotten underground prison within her home in order to find her protection. As she dropped down from the vent she came upon a metal door with the star of Satan strewn across it in dried blood. She cautiously placed her shaking hand onto the bronze door handle, once her palm settled onto the object she gasped as visions filled her mind. She saw a man in a long red trench coat being surrounded by men from the Hellsing Organization; they soon open fire and shot at his form. But as bullets rained him on this man cackled and attacked the men in the green uniforms, as the petty blessed alloys did not affect him. This immortal creature was enjoying himself as he fed on the men’s blood. The young child breathed in deeply of what she had foreseen. Her hand was in the midst of pushing down on the knob to see what was inside but her Uncle Richard interrupted.

“You’ve given quite a chase Integra. I’m sure you don’t really need to hear the full explanation for this, but for the future of my country, my church, my Queen, and my sacred Hellsing family. You will die,” the old man stated as he brought out his gun and pointed it at the child called Integra.

“Uncle, what king of man are you? Can’t you understand? My father entrusted Hellsing’s future to me because he feared that you would be reduced to this” Integra quickly commented, her uncle made an uninterested face.

“You, Damn Brat!” the elderly man fired his gun towards the young teenager. Integra moved her face showing that the bullet grazed the left side of her cheek causing blood to ooze out of the wound. “You think that I won’t be willing to shoot a little girl? Well do you Integra?” h questioned as he brought his gun upon the young Hellsing’s forehead. “After all, both of us are Hellsing’s…”

Integra latched her hand onto the door handle and heard a raspy voice say, “I know you don’t want to die tonight”. She fell onto the platform underneath her when she opened the door. Richard shot at the fallen girl and got her in the shoulder area of her left arm. Her blood splattered onto the floor as she hit the ground, Integra held her shoulder in pain and that was then when she noticed the figure in front of her.

“What is that?” Integra said to no one in particular.

“Well, we seem to have a guest. Excellent it’s only proper for you to have an escort to take you to go see your father. What’s that?” mocked Richard. The figure moved and was seen licking the blood off the stone floor with its long slippery tongue.

“It moved! Mr. Hellsing what is that?” asked the man with the light brown hair with black sunglasses on.

“I-I don’t know, there’s no record of this, my brother never mentioned it,” stuttered the unfaithful man called Richard. The figure stopped his actions and slid his tongue back into his mouth; it smiled wickedly and attacked Richard and his followers.

“A vampire, is this how you protect me?” Integra mumbled.

“Shoot him, kill him, send him back to hell,” ordered Richard for he was utterly frightened. This vampire assaulted the men by tearing them apart and drinking the blood of his victims.

“Oh my god, father what were you trying to accomplish?” the blonde female stated rather disbelieved. As the kills continued on more of Richard’s henchmen got killed and in the process the savage beast tore off his arm, which had handled the gun. Integra grabbed the gun from the fallen limb as the dangerous creature approached her.

“You are the one who has disturbed my rest,” groggily commented the immortal figure.

“Don’t come any closer to me…monster,” demanded Integra.

“Your sweet blood was the first I’ve tasted in over twenty silent years,” he menacingly stated. Out of fear Integra shot at him but to only have the bullet have no physical affect on his body. “Those souls who suffered there righteousness will know their internal inheritance,” the man said in a sinister tone.

“Vile demon, I am the lord and master of the Hellsing family. Integra Wingates Hellsing, I would die before allowing a vampire to order me,” she proudly said.

“That gun is useless against me, give up little girl,” he warned.

“Shut up! I’ll never give up; I would die before giving up. That is my duty and pride as a leader of the Hellsing Organization,” yelled Integra.

The tall figure laughed. “Wonderful just wonderful, you make my blood boil, you are you father’s daughter. Forgive my imprudence Sir Hellsing, your orders my master?” the man said respectively.

“Ridiculous, the brat and a beast damn it. I am the leader of Hellsing, Hellsing is mine!” shouted Richard as she shot at Integra but her servant blocked the attack.

“Your blood rots you are not the master of this house,” snapped the vampire servant.

“But I…” Richard fumbled as he pointed towards him.

“What’s you name?” ordered Integra.

“Alucard, that is the name my last master used,” he responded.

After Alucard and his new master Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing finished off the filth named Richard, they ascended the stairs to get away from the now corpse filled room. When Integra exited first Alucard turned and smirked at the ceiling. On it was a figure that was pinned by the writs and ankles with metal chains and cuffs but since there was gunfire present at the time, a ricochet hit one of the cuffs on the wrist causing the left arm to hang deadly still for the figure was faced to the floor so that its back was on the ceiling.
Alucard raised his right hand and broke the chains with is immense power, with that he moved the through the air and with his left hand he opened a secret chamber door that had a large white tub inside it. Within the tub lay blood that filled the bath half way. The motionless body was soon dropped into the blood bath, once in the sticky substance covered his face preventing him from breathing. His right arm was the only limb that was not submerged in blood, the long overflowing pure platinum white hair was hanging over the tubs edge or was floating atop of the fluid. The stone door was soon closed as Alucard made his way out of the dungeon, no that man was not dead he was still alive he just had not awaken yet.

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Next Chapter:

The figure eased his way out of the bath slowly making his was out. As his arms left the surrounding’s of the water/blood the red fluid turned itself into a silky cloth to form…