Hellsing - Blood Heritage

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

M-kay, This is a bit short, but here you go. Syn does not make an appearance in this chapter (gasp! the horror!) because she is recovering from her wounds and is very, very tired. That advanced healing mess takes a lot out of a body. That, and Alucard threatened to eat me if I made her get out of bed.

No... I am not talking about my characters like they are real people. >.> I'm just explaining what's going on...


Thanks to marora for beta-ing this chapter!!

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The Hellsing mansion was always quiet during the daylight hours. The members of the organization that worked primarily at night were all asleep. All except two. It was normal for the retainer of the Hellsing family to be up and about in the early afternoon. Walter had to oversee the work of the various civilian employees after all, which couldn't be done in the later hours. No, it wasn't unusual at all for him to be awake. What 'was' unusual was the presence of his red clad companion. The master vampire didn't often grace the upper floors with his appearance while the sun was still up. Still, there were those moments, few and far between, when Alucard stalked the halls that dared to shine with light from the windows. It was something he did out of sheer bordem perhaps. Or from some odd sense of superiority the vampire had at being able to do something that few of the undead could lay claim to.

"You're up early." Walter commented.

Alucard glanced out of one of the massive windows. The sight of sunlight falling across the vampire's form made him no less imposing. In fact, it made him look a bit more terrifying than normal since a creature of darkness should never be able to survive such a thing. Walter decided to ignore the No Life King's silence.

"I assume you've heard about the plan?"

Alucard's head turned slightly and looked askance at the butler. "Of course." he purred in his familiar, silky tone. "How could I not? The police girl complains of nothing else."

The mysterious 'plan' was in reference to retrieving the documents from the Bernadette family's home in France. It was quite the interesting story when it came right down to it. Despite being raised in a family of mercenaries, Pip's poor mother had been devastated after the death of her husband while out on a mission. It had been especially hard because it was during her pregnancy. When the woman remarried years later, her new husband had been quite put out with Pip's decision to continue the fateful business of his forefathers. Wishing to spare his wife of any further torment, he banned his stepson from the house unless he refused to take up arms. Pip had, of course, left them to pursue his own interests. The years had softened his stepfather's stance a bit, but he still didn't like the idea of him fighting wars for money.

As such, there was no way to simply ask for the documents in question. Pip's mother kept them faithfully hidden, and wouldn't reveal the location if she knew they would be used for battles or combat. However, all mothers tend to have a soft spot in their hearts when it comes to particular aspects of their son's lives. Especially when that aspect of their lives involves a lovely young woman. Seras had been reeled into a covert mission. Her job was to play the part of the captain's love interest, and hopefully win over the family enough to get them to reveal the location of the hidden papers.

Seras wasn't particularly happy about the reasoning behind Pip choosing her as his first option. Apparently, the captain found Syn far too 'fiery' to pass off as girlfriend material. Not to mention she didn't fit the description of the type of woman he usually pursued. Seras found the idea of falling into the category of 'cute, blonde haired, blue eyed, buxom bimbo' more than a little reprehensible. Walter, for the life of him, couldn't bring himself to imagine the captain describing his ideal woman in those terms, but that's what Seras had deduced it down to. Though considering Captain Bernadette, the presumption was fairly accurate. Despite all this, the mission was still dangerous. There was no way to tell if they were still under Millennium's surveillance. If they should encounter anything while in France, having a vampire present would provide Pip's family with degree of protection. But there was still the problem of travel...

Walter let out a deep sigh. "Transporting vampires over open water has always been a problem. And Miss Victoria still refuses to drink blood..." he mused. He glanced at the elder vampire. "How do you propose we proceed?"

The psychotic looking grin that spread across the vampire's face was enough to send chills down the spine of the most hardened of men.

"It's a bit old fashioned... but I have an idea."

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Seras stared down at the coffin in shock. No... shock wasn't the correct term for what she was feeling. The emotion pumping through her veins was a thousand times stronger than that. It was a terrible, all consuming dread at the thought of what her master was asking her to do.

"M..master?" she began, sputtering. "Please tell me you aren't serious..."

Alucard's eyes narrowed at the sight of his fledgling's trepidation. "I'm 'deathly' serious, police girl. Get in the coffin."

The draculina's eyes went wide and she glanced around the room pleadingly. Several of the Geese were assembled, Pip included. They all looked like they felt sorry for her, but none dared to stand up to the master vampire. He had already terrified them enough to ensure they wouldn't interfere with him. Walter stood by the door, but she knew he wouldn't help her either. He was the one that had asked Alucard for his opinion in the first place.

"B..but master..."

"You are a vampire police girl." Alucard snapped. "Vampires are dead and the dead belong in coffins. Now get inside of it."

His tone was even, but the police girl could tell he was beginning to lose his patience. She looked back down at the large box on the floor. It seemed to beckon to her longingly, arms open wide to receive her into it's dark embrace. And that was precisely why it scared her so. It would be dark inside. She would be surrounded by nothing but a pitch black emptiness that penetrated to her very soul. Seras never tried to explain away her multitude of fears. There were quite a number of them - some downright silly. But most of them she could push to the side if absolutely necessary. But being locked inside of a box... it was just too terrifying to think about.

"Have you been sleeping in it like I told you to?" Alucard asked, his voice cutting through her thoughts like a knife.

Seras' head shot up. "Yes Sir..."

"Then what is the problem?"

She swallowed. She knew that he wouldn't like the answer she was going to give him, and dreaded his response. It didn't help that half of the damn troops were looking on either.

"I..." she began haltingly. "I don't like...the dark."

There was a short pause where she felt Alucard's eyes trace over her face in quiet contemplation.

"How pathetic." he replied with a snort. " 'My' fledgling... afraid of the dark."

The draculina hung her head, her cheeks flushing in shame. She halfway expected the men to start snickering at her admission. It 'was' pathetic. A vampire that was scared of the dark...scared to lie inside of a coffin. When she didn't hear anything, she dared to glance over at them. None of them were laughing. They didn't even look the least bit amused. Rather, the mercenaries all wore varying expressions of pity for her. But knowing that the men felt sorry for her plight didn't make Seras feel any better. It made her feel worse, if that was possible. By acting the way she was, she was dishonoring her master. And that affected her more deeply than the fear or shame did.

As she stood there, head bowed and feet shuffling from side to side, something unexpected happened. Gloved fingers slid under her chin and lifted her head, forcing her to meet her master's eyes. Alucard studied her face silently, then stroked his fingers through her hair.

"Seras Victoria."

His voice sounded like silk to her ears and her heart thrilled at him calling her by her name. His fingers running across her scalp felt soothing, like a parent comforting their child after a horrible nightmare. Seras forgot for a moment that they weren't the only two people in the room - didn't care how it might or might not have looked as she leaned her head into the embrace.

"Seras Victoria... You wish to please your master, do you not?" he said softly, almost purring.

The draculina closed her eyes at the sound of it. She felt an odd tingling sensation in her mind and her whole body felt light and airy. In that moment she would do anything he asked of her - no matter what it was.

"Yes Master..." she breathed.

"Then get inside your coffin and lay down... for me."

There was only the briefest hint of fear at the idea before that odd tingling sensation washed it away.

"Yes, my Master."

Her eyes were hazy as Alucard pulled his hand away to take hers and guide her to the coffin. She stepped inside the box then lowered herself down. The moment she was laying down comfortably, the lid slammed shut on top of her and whatever manipulation Alucard performed on her flew away like she had been doused with ice water.

"MASTER!!!!"

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"Nail it shut."

The Geese stared at Alucard in shock. Had he really just seduced the poor girl into the coffin only to seal her up inside of it without a second thought? The top of the coffin rattled as the draculina struggled to release herself from the prison.

"MASTER!!! Please let me out!!! PLEASE!!! I'll do ANYTHING!!! I'll drink my blood! Don't leave me in here!!!"

Alucard seated himself on the lid to prevent her from opening it and shot a deadly look at the mercenaries.

"I said nail the damn thing shut. Now!" he barked.

The warning note in his tone instantly overpowered any feelings of sympathy for the little blonde in the box. They jumped forward and began hammering silver coated nails into the lid. Even with all her strength, the draculina wouldn't be able to get out until someone pried them free.

"Master..." Seras wailed. "Please don't do this to me! I'll be good, I promise..."

"Quiet, police girl."

Alucard's command instantly shut the girl up, though they could still make out a soft whimpering sound coming from inside.

Pip frowned at the vampire's insensitive manner. "Iz zhis really necessary?"

"Vampires cannot cross large bodies of water without being sickened by it." Walter informed him from his watchful perch near the entrance. "Miss Victoria does not drink blood as it is. Having her vomit up what little she has in her body would put you both in quite an unpleasant situation. Trust me Captain, you do not want to see the mess produced by a seasick vampire."

Pip considered that quietly. It was strange to think that the terrifying man was acting in the girl's best interests. But then, she was his fledgling... Perhaps that was a... father/daughter sort of thing to vampires?

He didn't have a chance to ask about it. Integra breezed into the room and surveyed the scene before her with a calculating glance. She didn't bat an eye when she saw the Geese hammering nails into the coffin.

"I see you've figured out a way to transport the Police Girl..." she commented, arching a brow at the sight of Alucard sitting on top of the large box. "How do you intend to get that through customs?"

Pip shook his head, bringing himself back to the present. "Zhere won't be any. Zhe smugglers we always use will be taking us."

The knight's only response to the information was a thoughtful, "I see." She straightened her shoulders and addressed the Captain formally. "We have a transport prepared to take you to the airfield. You have your orders soldier. Retrieve those documents at all costs. Do not return here without them."

"Yes sir."

Integra turned to leave, then paused at the doorway. "And Captain? See to it that the Police Girl is released as soon as you touch the ground. I would rather not have two mentally unstable vampires in my employment."

She shot a meaningful look at Alucard as she finished the statement. The master vampire only grinned back.

Pip took a deep breath. "I will make sure zhe police girl comes back in one piece." he promised.

Alucard turned his eyes toward the Captain; both of them narrowed in the most intimidating seriousness the man had ever witnessed.

"See that you do Captain. I will not be pleased if you break that promise."

Bernadette fought the urge to swallow. He would make damn sure nothing happened to the girl. He was not going to have an angry master vampire riding his ass if he let something happen.

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Aw... poor Seras. Alucard is such a manipulative bastard isn't he? But that's why we love him so.

I was going to add something onto the end of this... but I decided to hell with it, and put it up as is. So sue me.

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