Hellsing - Blood Heritage

Okay, so Pip and Seras got their own chapter, so I felt it was only fair that the Nazi's got one too. I have been very neglectful of them, so I decided it was time to let them have their place in the spotlight.

Besides, there are some things going on with them that you need to know about that I can't explain in little snippets here and there. Unfortunately, they wont be getting very much screen time until the war breaks out, so you'll have to content yourselves with this for a while.

Note: This chapter has not been beta-ed yet. Marora is probably going to kick my ass for this, but I waited as long as I could stand. When she gets back to me with her input, I will go back and make corrections to this as needed.

If I don't survive to add another chapter, you know what happened. O_O

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'Things have changed a great deal while I was sleeping...'

Since being released from his prison, the dark haired vampire had encountered the numerous marvels of the modern world. Things had indeed changed a great deal over the past 500 years. Energy had been harnessed in new and fantastical ways. Light and sound could be captured and put to practical (and not so practical) use. Currently, he was studying something the other vampires called a 'television'. It was a large black box with a glass screen at the front that was illuminated with moving pictures. The tall man with the strange spectacles had explained the science behind how it worked. It had something to do with electrical currents and light. Despite knowing the basics of how it operated, the vampire still found the contraption fascinating.

"You know, there are some people who say that thing vill rot your brain."

The dark haired man turned to find the short little major standing in the doorway. The golden haired man was the leader of the organization that was responsible for his release - and for that he was grateful, especially when he was informed of 'why' he was released. Yet he still held himself apart from them, cautious about giving them his complete trust. He didn't know enough about this new world to trust anyone just yet.

"Your soldiers are little more than drones and there is nothing else here to entertain myself with." he said in his still heavily accented English.

The statement wasn't entirely true. There were a great number of things he could do in this secret base they had brought him to. He feigned indifference to them in the hopes that it would encourage them to pick up the pace and implement these wonderful plans he had been told about. He had been locked inside of a concrete tomb so long he was ready to do 'something'... anything other than this constant waiting and watching. He had been a prince and military commander in life. He understood the wisdom in waiting for the right moment. But that didn't change the fact that he was antsy. He wished for nothing more than to rip something apart. To feel the life and blood running out of a helpless victim as he tore them to shreds. But such luxuries weren't to be had at the moment.

Or so he thought. He was pleasantly surprised when the major revealed the reason for his little visit to his chambers.

"Ah! So you haff discovered the bane of the modern vorld. Bordem." the fat man commented with a slight shake of his head. "Ve cannot have our honored guest suffering so horrible a fate."

Normally, the vampire didn't like being teased or tormented by those that surrounded him. He had little patience for such things. However, he sensed something in the major's words that made his ears prick up with interest. There was an unspoken offer there that he immediately jumped upon.

"I take it you have something better?" he asked, still pretending to be indifferent.

The major chuckled. "It appears that Hellsing hast found the means to recover information about Millennium." he said. The geniality of his tone didn't mask the malicious intent underneath. "They haff sent two agents to France to retrieve some documents that could be problematic for us. Ve are sending a small unit to intercept their aircraft before they can return to England. Vould you be interested in taking command?"

"Is Alucard one of the agents they sent?"

"Nein."

The vampire snorted. "Then I'm not interested."

No matter how badly he was itching for a fight, he wasn't going to stoop to chasing down pathetic humans for the Nazis. No, he was saving his rage for the vampire Alucard - the bastard that had buried him alive in that god forsaken tomb. He was the one he wanted to rip to shreds... not a worthless lump of flesh. He turned on his heel, indicating the conversation was over as far as he was concerned.

"Radu." the major said, his cruel smile evident in the sound of his voice. "Your brother hast made himself a fledgling. A lovely, 'innocent' looking little frauline. She ist one of the agents they sent. Und from vhat I understand, he ist very protective of her..."

Radu paused mid-step. Alucard had a fledgling? That certainly caught his attention. He wasn't surprised to hear she was innocent looking. Even as a human, his brother had always had a particular fondness for innocent looking things. And he had always been fiercely protective of his females. He closed his eyes, thinking back to the last time he had run across one of Alucard's women. It had been when they were both human - when he was still in the service of the Turks and Alucard had been the infamous and terrifying Vlad Tepes. The princess had been a sweet, innocent thing as well. Oh, how she had screamed and begged for her life...

He shook himself from the memory. 'Yes.' he thought, 'Taking care of his fledgling will be enough for now...'

Radu turned back to the major. The man seemed calm and content, as if he knew every thought that was going through the vampire's head.

"When are you sending this unit out?"

The major smiled knowingly. "As soon as you think they are ready."

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"Herr Major, vhy do ve need that guy? He ist very annoying und no one likes him."

The major sighed and looked down at the blonde boy crouched at his feet. He reached out and scratched him behind the black, cat-like ears that stuck out from his hair. The corner of his lips turned up slightly as the boy let out a purr and leaned into his hand to encourage more scratching.

"He ist Alucard's bitter enemy, und he ist a living specimen. There ist only so much ve can do vith a long dead corpse..."

A loud clattering sound resounded through the laboratory as surgical instruments hit the floor. The doctor responsible for the sound jerked back the curtain he had been working behind and stared at him in shock.

"Major! There ist still so much ve can learn from the Shi! Using a different specimen vould require a complete..."

The major held up his hand for silence. "I realize that ve vill be set back by this." he said, his voice firm. "But ve must look at the situation logically. Ve haff been vorking vith samples from the Shi for the past 50 years. There ist only so much ve can take from her before everything ist gone. Und then vhere vill ve be? Nein. I vill not allow your research to be brought to a halt by such a thing. Ve need a source that can renew itself. Und Radu ist of the same blood as the vampire Alucard, so he ist the perfect candidate."

The doctor understood the reasoning behind it, but still didn't like it. The Shi was the specimen that had brought them this far... the source - the very blueprint of all of Millennium's vampires. It was almost a betrayal to toss her to the wayside and move on to something new after working with her for so long.

The boy on the floor noticed the look on his face and shot him a mischievous looking smirk. "Poor Dok. You haff been spending too much time down here vith your experiments. Do you talk to that thing you haff in the tanks like you talk to Shi?"

The doctor's temper snapped. "Don't talk about things you know nothing about Schrodinger! You haff more important things to be doing instead of sneaking around my laboratory!"

"Vell maybe if you spent more time vith real people instead of talking to your science projects I vouldn't bother!" Schrodinger fired back. "It ist not normal!"

"I'm sure the catboy ist the expert on vhat ist and ist not normal."

"You made me that vay, old man!"

"Quiet." The major said calmly. He never raised his voice, but the doctor and the catboy both ceased arguing immediately. He gave them both a stern look before sitting back in his chair. "I vill not have this constant bickering. Schrodinger, you vill respect the doktor und not snoop around in his laboratories. Do you understand?"

Schrodinger pouted and hung his head. "Ja, Herr Major."

"Doktor, ve vill move forward vith research using Radu's blood. You may continue your vork vith the Shi, but it vill be a side project only. Do I make myself clear?"

The doctor deflated a bit. "As you vish, Major."

"Good. Now..." the major resumed his previous scratching of Schrodinger's ears. "Haff you made any headvay vith your other project?"

The doctor straightened in preparation for his report. Project Mihnea had reached a critical stage of development and they were beginning to run into difficulties.

"The subject ist viable, but ve are having trouble vith the tissues rejecting the FREAK chip." he told him. "Ve are vorking vith new technology to develop a specialized chip that vill allow us control of the neuro-netvork of the brain..."

The major interrupted him. "Can it be controlled?"

The doctor hesitated briefly. If the subject could not be controlled, protocol dictated that it be destroyed immediately to prevent it from causing any damage. However, this particular subject was one that he had been working with closely for several months now. It demonstrated the potential for a number of advanced abilities that he could never hope to achieve with the regular chipped vampires. He didn't want to resort to destroying it unless there were no other option available.

"Nein." he said finally. "Not at this point in time. But it can be contained for as long as necessary to develop the new chip. Indefinitely if that ist vhat it comes to."

The major's expression never changed. He sat quietly, running his fingers through the catboy's hair as he turned over the information in his mind.

"I trust your judgment doktor." he said after the long pause. "As long as it can be contained, I vill approve continued research."

The doctor let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. "Thank you, Herr Major."

A side door slid open and a very tall man clad in a drab olive coat buttoned all the way up stepped inside the room. The collar of the coat was flipped up to cover the lower half of his face, but his gleaming red eyes were plainly visible.

"Ah Captain!" the major said, acknowledging the man's presence. "You haff been lazy vith your duties! Schrodinger hast been tormenting our poor doktor."

The captain glanced at the boy sitting at the major's feet, then back to his commander. He didn't say a word, but he inclined his head slightly, as if in apology.

The major waved his hand through the air nonchalantly. "No matter. He ist very good at sneaking avay to do vhat he vants, isn't he?"

The captain's face twisted into a 'you have no idea' expression.

"Hey! I'm not that bad!" Schrodinger piped up, looking upset that they were talking about him without including him in the conversation.

The major smiled and patted him on the head. "I take it Radu hast the men ready for deployment?" he asked, looking back up at the Captain.

The man's only response was a quick nod of his head.

"Very good. Make sure they haff everything they need, then see to it that Schrodinger doesn't get himself in any more trouble."

The Captain made an inaudible sigh then glanced down at the catboy with a 'come on then' look. The boy was beside the man in an instant, badgering him about some sort of interesting video game he had heard about. The major and the doctor watched silently as they left the room. When the door slammed shut behind them, the major pushed himself up from his seat.

"Doktor, there ist a tightness in mein shoulder that hast been causing me trouble." he informed him. "I cannot conduct the symphony like I used too."

The doctor sighed and gestured to the examination table, pulling the curtain to the side to allow the shorter man through.

"Let me haff a look." he said. He dragged over a tray containing the instruments he would need for the examination. "It ist probably the screws that need readjusting again..."

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I love the relationship between Shrodinger and Dok. It's such a love/hate type of thing. And when they aren't busy trying to take over the world, the Captain has to play babysitter to the catboy. It's such a cute idea, and I simply couldn't resist.

I always got the impression that the Major and Dok were like the mom and dad of Millennium. You know... Dok gives birth to all the vampires, and the Major is the disciplinarian that tells them what to do... yeah... I'm weird like that. I know. You can say it and it wont bother me.

Those of you who have been paying close attention and taking notes like good little readers - you might pick up on something in this chapter that will be VERY IMPORTANT later on. I'm not saying what it is, 'cause that would be giving too much away... but you guys can pick and prod at it to your heart's content.

Review! (I do this waaayyy too much, but oh well. It's nice to put in a reminder. XD)