Note: This is the first time I've ever written a fanfiction that's not only of a heterosexual couple but also for the Hellsing fandom (do people even call them fandoms anymore? My tumblr days are long past). I originally had no intentions of starting a fictional story for the tale of Hellsing, and I probably won't finish it if I ever think beyond the general plot and my horrid writing, but I want to give it a try. Alucard, Seras and the Hellsing crew give me a chance to write about some hard topics while working through my own mental blocks. I'm not a confident writer, I'll probably be horribly OOC for a while before I grasp the characters, and I tend to want to rush things to completion in my head so that they fall stagnant and I'm unable to finish. That being said, this idea is sort of inspired by the existing fanfiction called Patients, by gaarasmistress39 on and I have minor intentions of using bits of that plotline as a jumping board of my own. I'm striving for a cohesive plot, sticking to canon details as much as I can from what I know (I have not read the manga, although I plan on it. Hellsing Ultimate was my beginning in the series and I'll probably reference it a bit more heavily).

Blanket Disclaimer: I'll only be posting this once - I do not own, nor do I make profit off of, the Hellsing name/characters or franchise.

Blanket Warning: This story will not be all happiness and rainbows. While it can loosely be considered a romance it will be so in the darker scheme of things, with little regard for the soft and cushiony things that most people associate with the word "love". As of this first chapter I haven't decided if I want to include sexual situations yet but as part of the warning I will advise that the weak of heart not read. I can write some incredibly steamy, somewhat disgusting and sick sex scenes. It won't be lovemaking, it will be animalistic fucking in it's entirety if it does occur. Heavy violence, gore, blood, some non-consensual thoughts/actions and high amounts of abhorrent behavior will be detailed in this work. Truly, not for the faint of heart.

This is un beta'd.

PROLOGUE

Screaming. He heard screaming… it didn't make sense, the screaming wasn't coming from outside of his head. The sound echoed around, bouncing off the walls inside his mind and crashing across every memory that surfaced like a mortal dream. Unable to open his eyes, starved beyond capacity for movement or life, the tormented sound rushed like the ocean through his mind. Louder and louder the deeper he went, searching for the source. It could have been coming from any memory, any period in time…

But it didn't have the wispy edges of memory.

The deeper he dug, invisible claws scrabbling at the walls of his mind and digging in, the louder the screaming until suddenly it stopped and was replaced by calming waves of contentment and pride. Definitely not a memory. A premonition of some sort? Perhaps.

Suddenly everything exploded into colors and lights. There were people he had never seen before, a woman with sweat making her hair stick to her neck and forehead staring down at a bundle cradled in her arms and a man looking on with pride and adoration. It startled the on-looking male, his invisible form rearing back in absolute shock before he forced himself into a semblance of apathy. This was absolutely not a memory, he could not recall any children or families like this and the room they were in was completely foreign. Some part of him was compelled to look closer at the bundle, hearing a shocked gasp from the woman holding the yellow hospital blanket.

Following the compulsion, his invisible form moved closer and leaned over the woman, unsettled by what he saw.

The woman was holding a child, a little bundle of humanity with wisps of white hair and reddish tinted skin from the pressure of leaving its mother. Large, sapphire eyes looked directly at the invisible figure and chubby hands reached towards him. Deep within those eyes was knowledge, recognition. This infant, who he had never seen before, knew him. Chubby face breaking out into a beaming smile, cooing sounds escaping the infant and causing the parents to break into ecstatic whispers. He got the feeling the baby wasn't acknowledging them but him. The male drew back, unsettled, and as soon as he was out of sight the newborn's face scrunched up and she unleashed a melodic, hiccuping wail.

Both parents panicked, working together to try and calm the child down but succeeding only in making the sound grate on the invisible male's nerves.

"Shhhhh," he murmured, oddly patient. He leaned back in, wide grin and twin pits of red directed at the child. "Sleep, little one."

The baby settled, sniffling and looking at him with wide eyes wet with tears. Its smile returned and his frigid hand reached out to touch the child's forehead, the tickle of invisible fingertips causing her to giggle and spittle to bubble up. It should have been disgusting but he found himself oddly pleased with the sound. Withdrawing from the scene, flashing his fangs in a face-splitting grin, the male found himself once more settling into the blackness.

"...eras… Seras Victoria.."

"Our little Seras."

Seras… his mind purred, once more shutting down until only the memories were left to keep him company. Little Seras.

Short and to the point. If you enjoyed this and have any criticism please don't hesitate to leave a review.