My name is Isabel Daniels. I am the daughter of Vanessa Daniels and… a monster. This is my story…
(Ireland, 1984)
I spent the better part of two decades looking for my father. Mom said to follow the blood. My blood. I did. For a long time, it led me to where he had already been, just missing him by a day or so and no idea where he'd gone. Then I finally found him in a church with a big breasted police girl and some woman facing against a man in church robes wielding silver bayonets and with a mad expression on his face. I sighed and walked over to the standoff. "Before anyone can kill anyone else," I said, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. My father didn't react, almost like he expected to see me here. "Can I speak with my father, please?"
"And just who is your father," asked the woman. When I didn't reply she started to speak again when my father walked towards me, passed the priest who was just as stunned as the woman was. I stared up at him as he looked down on me.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. For her…"
"It all worked out in the end. For some reason, she wanted me to find you. Said we'd need each other more than ever. Out of respect for her, I've been looking for you. But you're almost impossible to find."
"I did not want to be found."
"That's evidently clear. Never mind the fact that I haven't even seen you since I was two!" I hit him in my anger. "You could've written. You could've visited. You could've fucking shown up at any time! Do I mean anything to you?!"
"You mean the world to me. And that is why I stayed away. I'm a monster. You needed a father."
"Yeah, cause a half vampire like me could ever see anyone other than my blood as family anyway."
"Do you truly think that?"
"Do you know what it's like being me?! The Albino Bitch is what they call me! Only one other person ever spoke to me in any respectful way, ever saw me as anything other than a freak! And in the end…" I found my thoughts drifting to my best friend. The only friend I ever had. He joined the military and left me behind. I was in love with him. And he didn't feel the same way. "…In the end he abandoned me. Just like you. And just like Mom."
"Your mother did not abandon you. She stayed with you for as long as she could. She loved you. As do I."
"Then why were you never there?!"
"Because you didn't need me!"
"Every daughter needs a father! Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fucking asshole!" My father sighed before disappearing in a mass of shadows, leaving me with the other people I forgot were in the church. The priest stared at me for a second before stuffing his blades up his sleeves.
"I'll take my leave. The job is done."
"Anderson," said the woman. "I hope next time the Catholic Church respects the territories."
"I go where they send me, woman. I have no say otherwise." With that, he disappeared in a swirl of pages from a bible.
"Ok," I said. "Someone mind telling me why that man used an old magic transport?"
"Only if you mind telling me who you are," said the woman. I sighed.
"My name is Isabel Daniels. Though, if you ask my father. I'm Isabella Tepes of Wallachia. Granddaughter of the Dragon and Daughter of the First."
"Hold on," said the policewoman with a cockney accent. "How does Master have a daughter?!"
"I'm wondering the same thing," said the woman.
"There are parts of his soul that are still human," I said. "Every once in a while they manifest as human and live a life. I just happen to be the first child he's ever fathered. I guess I was a surprise for him." I looked at the two women. "I'm going to take a shot in the dark and say since Double D over there is my father's sired vampire…"
"Oi," shouted the policewoman.
"That you must be his chosen master," I said to the bespectacled woman. "How right am I?" I watched as she lit a cigar and blew out a puff of smoke in my face that I waved away in annoyance. I may have only been half vampire, but my senses were still sensitive enough that smoke was a very big annoyance for me.
"Very. I am Sir Integra Hellsing of the Hellsing Organization. This Police Girl is the fledgling Seras Victoria."
"Only a fledgling? How long ago were you turned?"
"A few months," said Seras. "Why?" I stared at her for a few seconds before sighing.
"Don't worry about it, Police Girl."
"I have a…"
"Don't care." I turned to Integra. "I take it you're interested enough that I'm being allowed to go with you?" She grinned with her cigar still in place and nodded.
"Welcome to Hellsing, Ms. Daniels. I'm sure your stay with the Organization will be… interesting." I shivered slightly when she said that and glared. 'Why do I get the feeling I'm going to hate it there?' I followed after them to a private helicopter which took us to a mansion on a large estate. Below I saw an old man wearing a butler's outfit waiting for us. He bowed when Integra left the helicopter and I looked up at the full moon above us as Seras followed me out.
"A large mansion in the middle of nowhere. I guess you guys like your privacy, huh?"
"Sir Integra does. Mainly because she has a lot of enemies."
"No, really? Her personality just screams everyone's best friend."
"You'll warm up to her."
"Somehow, I doubt that…" I followed them into the mansion. If I had known the insanity that awaited me, I'd have left then and there and spared my mental health years of treatment. Instead, I wanted to get to know my father. And what happened after I joined Hellsing is still probably the most insane series of events in my life. Well, until I met a certain young wizard with a lightning bolt shaped scar, that is…
(Author's Notes)
So, I've been hinting at this for a while now. For those who wish to know what exactly happened between Isabel, Hellsing and Iscariot during the battle against Millennium, here is her story. It won't be a regular story. But it will be updated as often as I have the time. Stick around if you're interested and are a fan of Isabel and don't be surprised is she seems different from how she is in my Harry Potter stories. This is a dark point in her life and she won't start showing her brighter colors until closer to the end of the story. Until next time, Y'all!