This first chapter will be the only one that occurs in the manga/anime/movie etc. After this, everything will come from my head. Also, it will take place when the girls are 12-20-ish I think. So it's really leading up to the actual story line.

On awakening a monster

"Elizabeth?" a man with a deep voice called out, knocking on her bedroom door. "Your uncle would like to see you in his office." Eliz scrambled up her armoire as fast as she could, laying as flat once atop it. Her heart beat erratically, hearing a man's feet shuffle outside her bedroom door. She could hear the click of the knob and the door open as the man took a single step inside. "Eliz are you in here?"

It had only been three days since her father passed away, but already her Uncle Richard was trying to kill her and her sister.

At his death bed her father, Arthur Hellsing, the head of the Hellsing Organization, named Eliz and her twin sister, Integra, to succeed the family's title from him. The news came as a shock to both girls. The idea of placing two 12 year olds as the heads of an organization they barely understood-one that had the responsibility of protecting Her Royale Majesty and the whole of England seemed to lack serious judgment. At the time Eliz thought it was just her father's illness talking. She knew that her uncle wanted the title, and somewhere down in her she even felt it belonged to him.

Richard was in his mid-40's and it had been obvious that he wanted the family title. Her whole life, Eliz watched Richard work hard to prove himself to her father and the organization. It must have been crushing to have it pulled away from him at the last second- much less by kids. Alone, he had more life experience, but in terms of actual credentials, he outmatched both sisters combined in political and social influence. He was the clear candidate to succeed the Hellsing name. But when Walter, the family butler, reviewed her father's will, his dying words were set in stone. The will proved that it wasn't just illness and a fever talking as he had written the same thing several years earlier, way before he succumbed to any disease.

The man in her room called out one more time. "Eliz? Integral, maybe? Are you in here?" He waited 154 seconds before he spoke again, Eliz knew because she was counting. She heard the door open fully and footsteps of several people enter her room. "Search for her. She might be hiding."

Eliz silently shook and cursed herself for not finding a better hiding spot. She held her breath but didn't dare look over the top of the intricate crown on the armoire. The men rifled through her room. She heard her laundry bin topple, and the blankets and sheets being ripped off her bed. Integra! She would do whatever it took to defend her sister. But she didn't hear any signs of a scuffle, yet. Footsteps coming towards the armoir made her think about herself, though. Her heart beat in her head as someone threw open both doors beneath her, and tossed clothes out onto the floor.

"She's not here boys, let's go." After that the men left the room. Eliz waited another 240 seconds before slowly poking her head over the top of the crown. Her room was a mess. Her book case was awry, she saw her diary opened on her disheveled bed, and clothes were everywhere.

/

Earlier that morning, while walking passed her father's study towards the dining room for breakfast she overheard her uncle debriefing a team of men. Being curious, but mostly nosey, she stuck around to listen. "I need them dead by tonight. Walter will comeback from Africa tomorrow around midday and by then my window of opportunity will close, and might I add, any opportunities you lot might have with me as Hellsing's head." Eliz didn't stick around to hear the rest, quickly and as quietly as she could, she ran to Integra's room to warn her of their oncoming deaths.

At first Integra laughed it off. Her sister was always playing tricks on her, although they had never been this morbid. Still, Integra hated being the butt of a joke, so she laughed and pretended to play along, but when she saw Eliz's face, she quickly sobered up. "What do we do?"

Eliz just shook her head, "I don't know." She felt sick, knowing that they were lambs at the slaughter. At least if she hadn't overheard, they would be blissfully ignorant about their deaths. "Let's go to my room first. It's on the other side of the manor. I think we'll have a little more time to talk there. "

"But won't they check our rooms first- you know places we'd likely be?"

Eliz sighed, it was true. "Did the maids call you for breakfast yet?"

Integra nodded. "No, Sophia didn't come by today. One of uncle's men woke me up, he was on his way to breakfast and said he'd wake me rather than bother a maid."

"Then they're expecting us in the dining hall." Eliz sat and thought for a moment. "When we don't show up, they'll wonder where we are. They'll check our rooms looking for us..." Eliz scratched her head. "I really do think we should hide in my room.

"We need to see how serious uncle is about this," Integra said.

"He said dead though. He wants us dead, Integra." Eliz looked at the floor. "I guess if it comes down to it, we could always sign a contract and hand over the headship, right?"

Integra mulled these words over in her head, "let's go to your room then."

/

Eliz poked her head over the top of the armoire's crown a little more, "Integra?" she whispered.

From her hiding place in between Eliz's mattresses, Integra poked her head out on the side opposite the bedroom door. "What now?" she asked. "It's only a matter of time before they come back and search more roughly!"

"I know," she said. Eliz had just barely scrambled up the armoire in time. She had out maneuvered death thus far but to do so the whole day and then another half of one? Was it possible? She regretted feeling sorry for her uncle. It was obvious to her now. Her father feared Richard's greed and power lust. Thus headship was passed to the girls. "If they're serious about this, they'd do it in a strategic manner, right?" Eliz asked. She usually talke through her plans. "After searching our rooms, they'd start at the beginning- search rooms closest to them, and then outward. It'd be quick, efficient and hard for us to sneak passed them. Walter gets back tomorrow so they can't waste time dilly dallying around guessing where we are. "

"Hey," Integra whispered catching Eliz's attention. "Remember what daddy said?" Eliz frowned, that could have meant a number of things. She recalled her father calling the two in for various lessons on things ranging from tea drinking to gun safety to proper joke protocol. Integra continued, realizing Eliz didn't have a clue. "He said, 'if ever you find your enemies closing in on you from all sides with no hope for survival, head to the furthest cell in the sublevels of the manor. There you will find your salvation'".

Eliz did remember that. "How do we get there, though?"

"I hadn't thought that far," she whispered. "We don't even know what's down there."

Eliz meant to explore the sublevels that day, but she found herself busy and the rest of the week followed suit. Eventually the thought was pushed to the back of her head and became a distant memory. "It could be anything. Weapons maybe like a gun or sword?"

"But we don't have that much experience with either of those. Father would give us something we could handle," Inetgra said. "What about something chemical?"

"Wouldn't that put us at risk?" Eliz asked.

"Oh, yeah," she said. Then she laughed lightly, "a prince, maybe?"

"Yeah, probably," she said blankly. "Makes the most sense so far." Eliz rubbed her temples and closed her eyes. "Listen, I have a hint of idea forming in my mind's eye now."

Integra stifled a snort, "what are you even saying?"

"What do you think of the air vents?"

Integra was silent for a while then came out from her hiding spot. She closed the door quietly and took a fallen chair, placing it under the door's handle. "I think it's definitely worth a shot. There's a vent in my bathroom, so there should be one in yours, too."

Eliz smiled and came down from her perch. She entered the bathroom, seeing it was also in disarray. She sighed, shook her head to focus and looked up at the vent and around the room. She wouldn't be able to use the sink counter or the tub to help her up.

"Just stand on my shoulders," Integra said, beside her now.

"Look at you with all these bright ideas," Eliz said and winked. Once on her sister's shoulders, she half-stood half-crouched and pushed the vent grate up. It took a little effort on her part, but she managed, pushing it to the side. She placed her on opposite sides of the vent and lightly jumped, pulling herself up. After she crawled in and was situated, she reached down for Integra.

"You're too high," Integra said.

"Just jump, it'll be okay."

Integra jumped and caught her sister's hands. Almost immediately Eliz regretted telling her sister to jump as she slowly slid forward. She pushed her legs onto either side of the vent to get a better hold and leaned back with all her weight. "Gah! Integra, hurry up!" she whisper-yelled. "I don't care if you leave marks on my arms, just hurry up." Integra whimpered a little, under pressure now, and hastily climbed up the rest of the way. Her nails dug into Eliz's arm and she knew she would feel that pretty soon. Once up, both sisters breathed a sigh of relief. "Jeez, I knew you should have cut down on those éclairs the other night."

Integra huffed, turning a snide comment back onto Eliz. "Well maybe if you attended fencing lessons more regularly, you'd be stronger and a little less amorphous."

That was a low blow Integra. "I can't help it if I'd rather spend my time reading and applying those concepts to saving our lives."

Integra smiled, "and whose idea was it to go to the sublevels? Oh yes, that's right, it would be me."

"Mine," Eliz corrected and was about to say more, when she heard the bedroom door rattle. The two looked at each other wide eyed.

"Didn't we leave this door open?" a man's voice asked.

Eliz put the vent grate back in place and motioned for silence. Integra nodded and the two looked through the slats. They left everything in the room how it had been except for the door and chair that blocked it. Eliz thought nothing of because it would have bought them more time incase her Uncle's men came back, but it was also a dead giveaway that they were in the room. "Look at me, Integra. We might only have a few seconds, if that, can you move silently?" she barely breathed. Integra nodded. "Lead the way, then. And if you think you hear someone hold still." Integra nodded again then turned and slowly shuffled down the vent. "And," she paused, "I love you. I love you so much, Integra."

"I love you too, Elizabeth," she said. "We're not going to die, though."

At that moment the door burst open and several men spoke at once. They surmised the girls had to be close; little did they know how right they were.

/

Integra realized as she crawled, that she was only alive because of her sister's quick mind. She didn't like having to place the burden of survival on Eliz's fragile shoulders. They were both 12, after all. She wondered how her sister was able to stay so calm with death so close. Usually Eliz was a happy kid. One, it seemed, without a care in the world. Seeing Eliz now, with resolve to not only live but protect her, inspired Integra to do the same. She wanted to be strong, too. She wanted to show Eliz that the burden was shared.

After little less than ten minutes of crawling at a slug's pace, the sisters made it to their father's study. Eliz thought it would take longer but the vents were a lot more direct that the manor's hallways. Then she realized they were above their father's study. She looked at her sister and cocked her head. This was in no way the sublevels. Integra motioned downward. From the vent's grate they could see their uncle's shadow pacing around the study. There was a small hand gun on the desk and papers sprawled around. "God damn, where are those brats?" he asked himself. There was a knock on the door and two men crossed into their field of vision.

"Sir Hellsing," a man said and fell silent.

The other man noticed and picked up, "sir, we've checked every room twice now. Other than the update with the chair in Elizabeth's room, no one has had even a glimpse of an idea as to where they might be. The only areas of the manor we haven't check are the sublevels but..."

"They haven't been open for years, sir," the other man said.

Richard sighed. "If the chair was against the door, it means they were in there and couldn't leave. Check again. Davenport is on camera duty and hasn't seen anyone come in or out of the manor all day. Make no mistake gentlemen, they are here." He sighed drinking something, likely alcoholic in nature. "How can such small children be such huge hindrances? Make sure Clark is still watching the incoming and outgoing calls. If calls go out from any room other than this one, make sure he redirects it, determines the room and you lot open fire. For now, set up a team outside both of their rooms. We'll go to the sublevels." Well phoning a friend was out of the question now. And they had to get to the sublevels sooner than ever. If Richard got there and found the weapon, he might use it to kill them.

"Of course, sir."

"I suppose if you want something done right, you just have to do it yourself," he mumbled to himself.

Up in the vents Integra squeezed Eliz's shoulder and crawled onward. "Where are your morals, uncle?" she asked.

/

Integra removed the grate, "this is the end of the line," she said and hopped down. Eliz followed, holding her skirt down. She guessed, with the directness of the ventilation system, they were about five minutes ahead of their uncle. "Let's hurry." Integra linked her arm with Eliz's and the two girls pushed further into the sublevels of the manor.

Eliz had been banned from the entire sublevel part of the manor since she could remember. Once she snuck into the first level, only to be discovered by one of the maids within the hour. Her father had been furious at the time, scolding her and punishing her for two weeks. She didn't understand why he had been so angry. No one ever entered the sublevel, not even her father. The only reason she could think of as to why her father would be so angry was that the sublevels were crumbling and dangerous. But even then, Hellsing manor was immaculate in all regards. Her father wouldn't let the manor deteriorate like that.

Along the way Eliz took note of how dark the sublevels were, even with the light switches on (which had layers of grime on them, blocking at least 50 percent of the light). The air was cool and damp, making her uncomfortably chilly. In truth, Eliz was thankful Integra was holding her. The walls and floor were all made from large stone blocks and spiders built their homes along the arcs on the ceiling.

Once the two girls reached the end of the hall- once they reached the furthest cell in the sublevels of the manor- they gasped. On the door was an upside-down star with a circle around it and various words inscribed in various languages written in black.

"What is this?" Integra asked covering her mouth.

Eliz couldn't say. She had never seen something like this before. From behind her the voices of her uncle and his men resounded. "No clue but we need to hide now," she said pulling on the handle and squeezing her body in.

Inside, with the little light that came from the hallway, Eliz and Integra could make out a distinctly human figure, slumped on the far wall in front of them. "Is that a man? Eliz, why would daddy do something like this?"

"I don't know," Eliz said shaking her head in a daze. She slowly approached the figure, "hey?" she called out, nervously. There was no response, so she crept closer. "Hello?" she asked again, stuttering over her words. She wasn't sure if she wanted a response, something like that might make her scream. Still, knowing that her father thought that salvation lay with this corpse was terrifying. Eliz sat on the left side of the figure.

"Be careful," Integra called out in a whisper.

Eliz tapped him on the shoulder, "um, hello? Sir?" His body was chained to the wall, and he wore a black straight jacket that seemed to encase his whole body. His hair was long and white, and the skin on his face sunk in around his skull. "He's been here a long time," she said, feeling pity for the man who must have suffered so much before dying. Eliz looked down at his hand, noticing the same inscription on his glove that she saw on the door. She picked it up gently to get a closer look. She knew how to read Ancient Greek and pronounce words, but didn't know any vocabulary. Still, maybe it would be enough to read them aloud?

Integra began to silently cry. "How is this rotten corpse supposed to protect us? This is our shining salvation?" She walked closer to Eliz and sat on the other side of the man. "I really don't want to die. I really don't," she whispered pulling her legs closer to her.

Eliz didn't pay attention. From the moment she picked up the man's glove she hadn't been paying attention. She found herself standing and surrounded in darkness. There seemed to be no end. She tried to walk forward but wasn't sure if she was walking in place or making progress. Through the abyss she heard Integra, but not quite. Then the sound of hundreds of eyes opening rushed through her, and she was before a sea of red eyes, of various sizes, staring her down.

Richard and his men reached the final cell and threw it open.

"Sir, we've found 'em!"

"Right there sir, next to the corpse."

"You hid yourselves well," their uncle said, clapping his hands together and stepping forth from his four men. "But now, it's time for us adults to have some fun."

"Why are you doing this uncle?" Integra stood and approached him, "are you even fit to run Hellsing if you're making choices like this?" she yelled.

Richard slapped her across the face and Integra fell to the ground. "Of course I am!" he spat. "I spent 20 years on this wretched organization. And I'll be damned if I let children take it from me!"

Eliz, still trapped in her mind, remained motionless. The eyes stared her down and circled around her. Outside noise came through, but the voices were all jumbled and had an underwater quality to them. Eliz ran as fast as she could, but the eyes stared at her still. Eventually she fell under the weight of their pressure. "What do you want from me?" she finally yelled at the top of her lungs to the abyss. She held her hands in her head, messing up her short blond hair. "Stop messing with my head!" she cried.

"What?" Richard looked over to Eliz. "What is she whispering over there?" Richard asked his men. All eyes in the room turned to her. She was sitting next to the corpse staring blankly ahead and holding its hand. Her mouth was moving and faint whispers came out. "Seems your sisters cracked," he said to Integra almost forlornly.

"Eliz?" Integra asked reaching a hand forward.

Richard took his gun, aimed at Eliz's upper arm and shot. The noise echoed through the cell. A lot of things happened in that moment. Integra screamed. Eliz's body fell forward onto the man, releasing his hand. Blood poured out of her arm onto the floor. Richard picked Integra up by her hair. His men stood cocky, small smiles staring to grow on their faces.

Eliz picked herself up, with a big breath. Immediately regretting it because she found she had a wound in her left right arm. She backed up against the wall and looked around the room. "Uncle?" she asked, unsure of how he got in. Unsure of where she was the past five minutes, really.

He said nothing as he dropped Integra, his mouth opening. Integra sat at his feet, her eyes wide. Richard's men also stood eerily silent and still.

"The corpse," one man said lifting a finger to point at it.

"Sir, what the hell is that thing?" another asked, his voice cracking.

"I," Richard said, "I'm not sure. Arthur never told me about this." Eliz slowly moved her head to the side and watched in horror as the corpse licked her blood up off the ground. She wanted to scream but there was a lump caught in her throat, so she sat there with her mouth open too shocked to even move away. "Don't ask questions, just shoot the damned thing!" Richard shouted. At the first shot, Eliz backed up into the corner as fast as she could as she watched bullet after bullet enter the man's body.

For a moment the man sat there, slumped as he was before. Richard allowed a small laugh to escape him. Then laughter came from the corpse as it stood in one swift movement and impaled one of Richard's men through the heart with his hand. He moved to another, ripping the man's head in half and allowed the blood to drip into his mouth.

It was at that point Eliz fainted. Perhaps it was shock, or the blood loss from her uncle's gun shot, maybe both. Things didn't end there, though. Integra grabbed and gun and crawled over to Eliz, gently shaking her. "Eliz?" When she didn't get a response she quickly checked for a pulse, which was still there and sighed. She backed her sister into the corner more and sat in front of her with the gun aimed at the man killing.

He quickly dispatched Richard's other two guards. Richard shot the man once in the heart, backing up. "Pathetic," the man said, dropping bullets from the impromptu firing squad out of his hand. They bounced on the ground as the man ripped off Richard's right arm. He screamed in pain but the man paid no attention, instead turning towards Integra and kneeling. "Miss Hellsing, are you well?" Integra sat staring at him. "I am at your servant. Anything you command, I will do. I await your orders, miss."

Richard, not willing to give up just yet, crawled over to one of the guns on the floor. "I will not have Hellsing in the command of children! It will still be mine!" he yelled and shot for Integra's head. The man reached his arm out and allowed the shot to hit his hand.

"Your blood smells unusually foul, Richard. The same goes for your brain," the man said. "You will never be my master."

Integra steeled herself, "what is your name?"

"Alucard. That is what your ancestors called me."

And with that, Integra took aim and shot her uncle once in the head.

If anything is unclear please be sure to tell me.

Updates will be on Thursdays I'm thinking?

Anyways, thank you so much for taking the time to read this.