The characters will be slightly different as to be expected. Rated T for the time being, this may be changed but due to the subject matter even at the moment, I think this is best. Please remember I don't own Hellsing and the story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased outside of a creative stance), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. With that said I hope you enjoy.

A/N: This is clearly something that will not fit within the Hellsing Canon [because I want certain people to be in this bloody story, all hail Walter!] and thus should be seen and thought of as fully as an Alter Universe. With that said that is the case with all fanfiction and hopefully this will not turn you away from enjoying the story being told. I will state prior, several deaths do not happen or at least what was believed to be 'dead' wasn't killed. I will try to keep them to their core characters but I suspect that even time changes people [even characters in a story].

There will be large time-skips but I will do my best to give you the readers an idea what happened during those times. This story, after all, needs to expand at the very least 300 years. Also, I should note that there will be other 'types' of vampires. That in this Alucard/Dracula/Vlad is only the 'Ruler/King' of those that are Nosferatu in nature [or have bent the knee]. That said I'm up for people's ideas for other types of vampires, blood sucking, demons ect [though I am not likely to add the sparking kind unless they all die]. As with all my stories, comments, questions, complains and so on are always welcome.

Also while this at the time listed rated as T please keep in mind that Hellsing, in general, is pretty much not safe/proper for younger audiences.

All that said, I hope you enjoy the story as it is played out.

-Hellsing: Act 1-

Alucard stared down at the elderly woman, his master, Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing was a frail old woman how old he wasn't truly sure. Regardless, to him, she was more beautiful now than she ever been in his eyes. His eyes drifted towards the red moon before a smirk played across his lips as he raised his hands, his teeth taken on a rather sharklike appearance and then a moment of blackness hit him, a gun ringing throughout Hellsing, followed by an even larger grin as he slowly began to heal from the gunshot to his head. Her eyes sharped as ever, the gun pointed at him as she reached to grab a cigar from her nightstand, putting it between her lips before grabbing the lighter, her arm not shaking. "You're back."

"Yes, my master" he didn't move closer. Simply watching Integra as thought this was a normal and in some ways it was. There had been plenty of times when she had shot him in the head through their years together. The thought of many more pleased him greatly.

Alucard barely noted the new figure that burst through the door, not even bothering to glance in the direction even if he knew it was his fledging, as she whispered the word "Master..." a voice that said it all without him having to peak into her mind. It poured happiness for his return.

Choosing to ignore his fledging as Integra exhaled a cloud of smoke, "It's about damn time." She tossed the lighter back on her nightstand but didn't bother to lower her gun as she shifted in her bed, her legs danging on the ground as she reached into the nightstand drawer. "Guess I should let you know what you missed. At least the major parts" finer details, emotions, those sort of things would not come through with so little blood as she cut herself with her knife, she lowered her gun as he moved forward until he was kneeling in front of her. Alucard knew that she would blow his head open again if he dares take more than she was willing to offer and the small drops of blood did tell him a great deal.

What surprised him the most was that she had married, not just that married but had two children. A boy and a girl, though it seemed slightly confusing and more so when he was positive that her blood still that of a virgin. His eyes flashed red for a moment as she took care to wrap the small cut, there were other things of course. "Children?"

"Yes... Albert, or Al. He is the biologically the son of my late wife." Her eyes soften for just a moment, yes Alucard recalled this, two funerals, one for a woman thought she looked much older due to cancer that had taken her. The thought of cancer echoing in the memory because that's what his master always thought would be the death of her. Years before that though the daughter, so very young. Nobody remained from his time walking these halls, just the image of Seras and her eyes downcasted after each death. The images didn't match up while there was indeed a sadness that lingered, there was also something of peace. A peace that he didn't feel when it came to her wife. There was also the fact that this child seemed to still be in recent memories, Integra's hands running through the girl's hair as she tried to reason with someone over the phone. Watching the child with a much older Albert fighting over the duties he now held.

"He's to be King one day." She laughed for a moment, there was no real happiness in that. As though the boy had been cursed with something more than just the ruling of Britain. "Guess that's what happens when you marry the Queen's daughter." Images of the Queen, even older, she was an old woman when he been here last but now, she seemed even more beautiful clinging to life. People having issues with the thought of Princess marrying a woman, not just any woman but Sir Hellsing. The promise of a child with the blood of the Queen, the rumors about how such an act would even happen. Discussions as the Catholics would not have such a thing, it was a sin against God. The matter coming to settled, the birth of the two children by the wife. DNA, proving that the male twin was of the Queen's true grandchild, the girl being shunned by the Catholics because she was the true child of Hellsing and thus an abomination.

"The other is Ally. Your blood daughter." How it came about he didn't care anymore and apparently it was not deemed important information either.

"Hm, Alison was the heir to Hellsing family name." There was a burning rage, deep under her gaze even though she was no longer focus on him. "Ally is dead, deader than you." She sneered her hands balling into fists before she took a deep breath, calming herself. "But she was right, a Hellsing can't live as a vampire, so the line will die with me at least by blood." There was a spark in her eyes as she stared at Alucard, "Your freedom will still come, not for a few more decades but it will come." She cleared her throat slightly, he could tell talking about these matters were hard on her. An emotional battle that she kept control of tightly. Then speaking the unasked question, "Seras has her soul. By her own choice, she refuses to leave this world unless it's with her brother." The faint smile spread across her features, "He still needs her, more than he needs anyone else. Almost an adult and he needs his sister to hold his hand. Too much like his mother, I'm afraid."

The growl that came from his throat echoed in the room, and she blew a cloud of smoke from her cigar towards him, she knew what he was thinking. That his fledging had a duty, a duty she didn't fulfill while he was away. Yet Integra didn't blame her, never did and never would. "Don't blame her, she wasn't here when the Freaks took the school, she came as quick as she could. Dropped the mission I had given her, that girl, blames herself enough already. Yet Ally, a true Hellsing, she killed the bastard that turned the others into Freaks, took the dagger and shoved it right into his face before taking his blood, breaking herself free from him. When Seras got there, Ally had killed all of them, all on her own. There was not a single vampire or ghoul left. It could have been worse, could have lost both my children in one night. Yet, Al had been home sick that day." She looked off in the distance seeing something that wasn't there, nor was part of her personal memories, just what she was told. "Ally ordered Seras to end the life forced upon her. To take her soul into her. She did as commanded." He could feel the pride that echoed in her voice.

Alucard turned his eyes towards the door, but what he had expected to see standing, waiting for him to speak to her was not there. Integra eyes followed his own and her frown deepened "You came here first didn't you?" Alucard said nothing and she sighed heavily, "She's the only one who had faith in your return, never once doubted it." Her eyes soften as she looked at him, "You are going to regret not seeing her first." She shifted back into her bed pulling the covers over her, "Leave now, servant, I'm tired and I have to report to the Queen later."

There was something tingling in the back of his mind, a memory that was refusing to play, but he knew it was an important one for Integra. Yet, it was apparently not one he needed to know. There was much to think about, must to question. Yet first he had other things to do and he was after all dismissed. He rose from where he knelt, bowing at the waist, "Yes, My master." he said sinking into the floor below.

A small girl no older than about six appeared from below the floors, right in his path. Alucard had chosen to take a little walk. Not yet ready to return to his chambers when she had appeared. Her blond bob cut hairstyle and icy blue eyes stared up at him, skin that looked like it had been kissed by the sun. A strange thing on what he knew had been a young vampire at the time of her death. Yet that was not what struck him as odd. It was her scent, like a vampire's familiar born of the shadows and the taken of a life's soul she should hold no scent at all, yet she did. One that smelled of witches magic, life, and strange enough blood. One look however and he knew that the scent of life coming from her, was all a lie. It was perhaps closer to say she smelled of the last moments of life right before one took their last breath.

"So you are the one she's been waiting all these years for." There was a hint of disgust that echoing from her, Alucard could indeed see her mother in the glare. This was followed by a small grin of small sharp teeth appeared in tiny rows. "I wonder what you taste like." Alucard's wasn't really surprised by the question, but you would not be able to see that from his expression. Her frown slowly returned "You really are a worthless vampire." His eyes glowed dangerously at the little girl before him but as she leaned backward falling into the shadow like pool around her he slowly released the anger that was tugging at his mind.

"Children... awful little creatures." Add in the fact that this one belonged to Integra that her blood was Hellsing. A child turned vampire, a vampiric Hellsing at that whose soul now belonged to his own fledging. He really couldn't help but be pleased that this one had died so young. 'However, if she had not been turned... she might have been a fine future master.' Vampires were in general very prideful creatures, add in a mix of her Hellsing nature and it could just have grown quickly out of hand 'Yet she did kill her own sire...' that was rarely heard from a newly turned vampire being able to go again their master. He could only believe it was due to her Hellsing nature and maybe her childlike appearance.

"Yes... we are" Alucard looked up at the little girl, half her body was poking out of the ceiling, eye to eye so to speak in front of him. "However, at least I'm not stupid like you are." He snarled at her which only caused her eyes to roll "My sire was a lot scarier" she said flicking his nose. His eyes flashed but before he could grab ahold of her little neck she had flung herself back up to the ceiling and melted once again into the stone ceiling. Only to appear a little further down the hall hanging once more from the ceiling, "Mean and stupid. Must have been all those years in a musty old box." She wrinkled her nose slightly. There was a moment of sadness that seemed to wash over her features as she seemed to be listening to something off in the distance. Slowly her eyes turned back towards him, looking at him carefully almost in pity really "My name is Alison Hellsing"

"I know." She nodded her head as she looked at him carefully.

"You should get going. Aunt Seras is waiting for you. She really did miss you... I just wish you would have been smarter." With that, she truly faded into the walls her scent shortly following after her.

Alucard paused at his fledging bedroom door before turning away. He knew without looking she was not there, what he wasn't expecting was her to be in his own chambers. His room without permission, he moved through the door without opening it as she was standing against the wall. "Hello, Master." She said bowing her head as he made his way to the single glass on the table and the bottle of blood wine. Alucard found himself taken in her from behind his frames, the shadow arm of hers was almost flawless in form but he could sense the pain that flickered in her eyes. Something she had to keep under control and for someone who desired to stay so connected to her humanity and human nature he was sure it too pained her on a deeper level. 'It would be easily corrected when I finally set her free.' Not that he planned to do that anytime soon. Now, he had time to make up for, it would be much harder to break her stance of keeping her human nature. Though, he had to admit to himself that he was proud that it had not yet caused her to fall into the pits of insanity where the only response would be her destruction.

"Police Girl..." His fingers trailed the edge of the bottle of blood wine, the touch of coolness telling him that it had been delivered not long ago. "You are within my domain, without permission." His shadows jumped to life wrapping around her frame, small nicks in her flesh that quickly healed. Feeding on within his shadows would give him no memories, but it would allow him to grow stronger. 'Fearless' She kept perfect control of her reactions. He could sense the slight fear coming from her body but she made no action to move or fight him off, only the slight growl that showcased her displeasure in his actions one he knew came from when one truly grew powerful and sure of themselves. Pride swelled inside of him a grin far too wide for his features appearing as he pulled his shadows back towards him.

Silence filled the room as he slowly lowered himself down upon his throne crossing his legs in front of him, as she shifted slightly so she was standing more in front of him but keeping the small table before them. 'Well, out with it Police Girl. I don't have all night.' He spoke into her mind and he noticed the small smile that played across her features. As if him doing so comforted her and he found himself slowly probing just the edges of her mind only to see the Wild Geese, Pip up and in front of her mind. He frowned at the image of the man standing there with a cigarette in between his lips and wagging a finger at him as if he was being naughty. He pulled back from her mind 'That Frenchman is still with her.' He couldn't hide the distaste of it all. Of all the things to become her familiar that was the one that had appeared. The bond between them must have been stronger than he had truly believed, though he knew that the Frenchman had seemed overly attached to her, he had been sure it wasn't a mutual feeling but perhaps he had been mistaken all along. 'Well?' His voice laced with annoyance at being bothered in the first place.

Seras stared at him before shifting slightly, nerves were slowly starting to get to her, so she wasn't exactly as fearless as Alucard had first thought. 'Right... about... umm...' she stumbled over everything in her mind. Alucard could feel the worry and fear as the scent rose from her body. It wasn't that she was scared of him, but whatever it was she about to ask and so he crossed his hands as he leaned back in his chair. He would wait even if he had stated otherwise, it was the least he could do for his fledging. Taken a deep breath she lifted her eyes towards the wine glass and began to trail it the stem. 'You are my sire, my creator...' she turned the glass over Alucard watched her carefully he knew now exactly what it was she was asking for but he would make her ask regardless, 'I'm powerless against you because of that Master.' There was a slight tone of bitterness in her mental voice.

Alucard could understand this, having been gone for thirty years having tasted a small part of what that freedom would mean but unable to truly reach it because of the state he was in at the time. 'No she could have taken it even then... but she is a loyal servant, she would never take without permission.' In the same way, one could be said he was loyal to Integra. Though if he found her weak of mind, she would have found the same fate waiting for her as her uncle. Yet he had been drawn to her regardless and in a way, he cared deeply for his master. "Is that why you waited?" He already knew the answer but asked it all the same.

Seras face shot up towards him, "No!" the look of pain and surprise that he would ever think such a thing clearly written on her face as she grabbed her shadow arm, her emotions slowly flying out of check for a single moment before she took a deep breath and calmed herself. Her shadow arm once more looking like the proper arm. "Of course not, Master." before looking down at her feet.

Alucard showed a mouthful of pointed sharklike teeth as he stared at his Police Girl. Her very actions spoke to him, drew him in, she was on her way of becoming marvelous and it shamed him that he had not been there to see her growth. 'Even free she will never leave me.' That he was certain of, the Draculina was she not like he was to his own Master? Even if he was free from Integra Hellsing, he would remain by her side until her last breath. For she was a woman worth serving, a human unlike so very few in this world. If he had not been gone so long he might have turned her, if that had been allowed of him, to make her a bride had more than once crossed his mind during the years. Now, all he wished to do was remain by her side until the end. "Police Girl, why are you here?" There was a hint of pride in his voice that caused her to once again look at him.

"Master..." Seras chewed her lower lip for a moment before finally focusing on him. "I have held your place here for 30 years. Not once during that time did I doubt you would return. However, during those years, I have grown, without you, master." She closed her eyes taken a deep breath, "I ask now that you release me from these bonds that hold me and allow me to become a true Draculina, so that I may spread my wings." Her eyes narrowed and Alucard could feel the firmness, the demand in her voice "I will not accept no for an answer, Master." His eyes flashed red as an inner rage took over him.

In a flash he had his claws digging into her throat, assuring that no air could be used for her to speak. His mouth unnatural wide but she showed no fear even if he could smell the scent of the fear coming off her. "Have you forgotten your place?"

'I have forgotten nothing, Master. This was decided long ago, Master.'

Alucard sneered at her scent it was different, aging even. The thought of a taste was overwhelming but he resisted if only due to the overwhelming voice of the only soul he carried, Schrödinger. 'Not her! Never her!' The anger of the small child in his mind could tempt him to rip his own head open. Yet he settled, the only thing he was sure of was that he could no longer exist, if Schrödinger did not also. 'That's right, vampire' the cheer in his voice a childlike love that seemed to flow into him. 'We do not take from her, not ever again.' Alucard pulled away from her flinging the droplets of blood across the room. Which quieted the child within him, to the point he almost forget he was there. Then again the boy was everywhere and nowhere, perhaps even in his death. He tried to search for the boy but he was gone, as though he never was there in the first place. If he didn't feel the slight connection to the boy he would think he was free even of him.

"Very well Seras Victoria" he watched out of the corner of his eyes as she ran her shadow hand across her neck, the anger burning under her glaze and again he felt a moment of pride. "If that is what you desire" he began to undo his sleeve but her eyes darted away.

"Master, I will not drink from you... though I do desire your blood."

Alucard turned to look at her, not that one could tell by looking at him but confusion echoed behind his eyes, hidden by the glasses he wore. Her eyes darted towards the glass and he frowned "Have you not taken from someone other than Pip and the girl Alison?" Again her eyes flickered towards him, the pain that echoed before she closed her eyes tightly her good hand holding her shadow arm once more.

"I have... but... I find... drinking from a man..." the red crept across her face and he found himself chuckling.

It was true Alucard knew that blood and lust went hand in hand. Sometimes blurring the two and being fed upon and doing the feeding could cause things to happen. Even he was not sure if he would be able to handle it with his state at the moment. He had yet to truly feed, he could very well get swept away and that was not something he desired. While it would not be the first time he did take up such relations with his fledglings, it never ended well his so-called brides were nothing more than something to past the time and when he had thought to set them free. Madness seemed to crawl out of their minds, the lack of something to hold onto, due to no longer feeling connected to him. It was possible it would happen with her as well and with bloodlust, would he really care until afterward? 'No my master would want her dealt with quickly.' He knew it was a mistake to focus on only the pain, but it kept his own bloodlust from the scent of his blood from taken control as he used his nails he dug into his wrist slowly watching the blood flow to the surface, slower an thicker than it should be due to the lack of blood. He tilted his wrist allowing it to pour in the upturned glass, once he had filled it about half way he pulled his wrist away, running his tongue across the wound healing it at once. Once again he sat down in his throne and looked at her. 'Drink the blood, Police Girl.'

Alucard watched as Seras slowly moved towards the table, her hand still upon her shadow arm as she stared down at the glass before her eyes flickered not towards him but the shadows that lingered around his throne. She smiled softly before taking the hand on her shadow arm and reaching for the glass itself. He watched as she lifted the glass to her lips for just a moment, "Thank you, My Master" Alucard felt a pain in his chest as she turned the glass upwards drinking his blood. Her eyes glowed red as the glass fell from her fingers. One his shadows race forward stopping the glass from hitting the ground and shattering, it was a very old wine glass and he very well could need it in the future.

His own eyes glowed red as the bond was severed, she dropped to her knees holding her shadow arm as blood tears rolled down her cheek. For a single second, he thought about moving towards her, to comfort her but he watched as the Frenchman seemed to appear from behind her shadow, wrapping an arm around her holding her close to him as she silently sobbed. The scent of him reminded him once again of the little girl Alison. Shadows which were not meant to have a smell at all, Pip whispered soft words of comfort to his former fledging as he sat watching. Her arm slowly reformed, shoving the shadows that she controlled back where they truly belonged. He thought once again to brush against her mind but he already knew the likely memories she was seeing as her body repaired and changed itself for the final time all the while he sat, waiting to see if the madness would take root in her mind and to his amazement she slowly rose to her feet. Pip slowly fading back into her shadow as she looked down at the arm that had once been nothing more than an illusion of her shadows a faint smile playing across her features as she turned to look at him.

"Thank you" his eyes widen slightly, he saw the expression in her face, the thought that flickered in her mind to wrap her arms around him, to hug him. However, she didn't and he felt a sadness linger in his soul. Instead, her eyes seemed to wander, they would see better, clearer now than before and they would burn more within the daylight but she would grow used to it. He would be with her to walk her through this new change.

"You are free Police Girl." Seras's eyes slowly turned back towards him and she smiled ever so sweetly at him, so full of innocence even now. 'Leave now, you have gotten what you wanted.' Alucard noticed the look of pain that flash through her eyes before she smiled once more and made her way towards his door. Opening the door he felt her turned once more to look at him but he didn't bother to look at her instead he kept looking in front of him.

"Until we meet again, I bid you farewell, My Master."

Alucard head turned quickly, yet she was gone. His shadows jumped to life, searching for her within the castle, on the grounds of Hellsing. Rising from his throne he stormed towards her chambers, he knew already what he would find when he went through the walls but still he found an inner rage burning inside of him. Her coffin was gone he noticed the wall that had been aged with time, what likely once held photos too were missing. He didn't need to look yet he found himself tearing open the dresser drawers the only thing remaining was the Hellsing uniforms she wore. An animalistic roar echoed as he grabbed the table throwing it against the walls before his shadows began to slash and tear everything that remained into the room. Animal-like claw marks etched into the stone walls, ceiling and floor as if trying to remove the room itself from the face of the earth.

'ALUCARD, ENOUGH' the voice of his master slammed into his mind as he held his head. The seals on his hand burning as his shadows pulled back, thus leaving him alone among the ruins.

'She is gone, My Master' If a man can die from a broken heart, then he surely would if he was not already dead.

'I know...' Alucard felt there was more she was going to say, something added but she never said anything more. Instead, he understood when the scent reached him once more, Alison Hellsing slowly seemed to form from the floor where the door once had been. Her eyes glowing a soft red as another form slowly began to form next to her, one he knew was one of those Wild Geese. His large built, dark skin with black and salt pepper a cigar in between his lips as they both watched him as if waiting for him to lose control over himself once more. He snarled at them and Alison responded in kind. The man placed a hand on her head and Alucard once again began to reach out, searching for his former fledging.

"She's not here stupid." Ally's said crossing her arms, "She's not anywhere near here either." Alucard's eyes flashed red as he looked at her and she grinned slightly, "We remain because she ordered us to protect Mom." She said turning on her heel as she placed her hands behind her head. "You should know familiars do what we are ordered to do."

"They cannot go that far from their owners." They begin to lose their form, their power there were limits.

"But we're not normal are we?" She tilted her head looking back at him, "We're not really familiars... familiars have no souls, and yet we do."

Alucard stared at her form before looking towards the man next to her, he knew exactly what they were. Shades they were somewhere between the Shadow familiars and ghouls. No, perhaps that was not the best way to explain them. Ghouls had no control over their actions, they were mindless. They were different, they were souls of the people killed, much like the men he had sent to fight for him, though they were more ghoul in nature. Bound to him, but he could send them out to battle, to fight, some still carried a part of their souls within them. It made it easier for true battles, that was what a Shade was for the most part. Creatures with minds of their own but still controlled, however, if released and without the full command of their masters they were able to do as they liked. He would have to destroy them.

"We won't hurt Mom" her voice sounded tired "I won't let anyone hurt her, or my brother." Her eyes soften as she stared at him, "How different are we really? When we wanted this, to become this?" She moved across the floor until she stood in front of him, her hand touching his cheek ever so gently "You love my mom, but you weren't here to protect her, Aunt Seras... she knew she couldn't do this alone. We agreed to this, to protect Mom... and to not let her be alone. She might never have doubted your return... but we all did." She sunk into the floor where he stood. "You have no right to destroy what she holds dear. Not anymore."

The man stood staring at Alucard for a long time after Ally had left the room. He said nothing only following him as Alucard got up and return to his own chambers, he sat down upon his throne and stared at the bottle of wine. The man reached over grabbing the bottle and poured him a glass before holding it out to him which Alucard took. "Are you babysitting me?"

"Orders are orders."

"Whose orders?" Alucard didn't know why it was important to him and the man only smiled slightly at him.

"Does it matter?"

Alucard wanted to yell that it did but instead, he looked at his glass of blood wine. "No."