A/N: Hi, everyone! This is my first Hellsing fanfic, though I already have an idea for another...just won't start on it until I'm completely done with this one. It prevents me from getting favorites. XD Like what happened last time I did something like that...but that's all in the past, I'm through with multi-tasking! Oh, oops...pushes food aside XD Anyway, I wish you a happy reading experience!
By the way, I have this taking place after the anime series, I haven't read the manga, so if I don't get some things in, it's not my fault. So if you haven't exactly finished the series (manga or anime) then the first few chapters will be okay to read, as there won't be too much of Seras' memories. Those'll come later.
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A Hellsing Fanfiction
By Miss MishL
Chapter One
"It all works out quite well, don't you think, Victoria? Victoria?"
Victoria Seras (or better known as Seras Victoria) snapped out of her temporary daydream. "Ah, y-yes."
Clarissa Vaughn, Seras's mother-in-law, pursed her thin lips. "You've been dazing off too many times today, Victoria."
Seras sighed. "I know. I've just..."
"I hope you don't find motherhood to be overwhelming."
"Oh, no!" Seras laughed. "No, no. I love my daughter very much. And...my son too, of course." She set her hand on her stomach.
Clarissa smiled. "Good. When shall you bring Natalia to visit?"
"Hmm...perhaps tomorrow?" Seras murmured, scanning her mental calendar.
"That should be well." Clarissa nodded. "I assume you'll be coming around mid-afternoon?"
Seras nodded as well. "Of course. Antony will be coming, too, I'm sure."
"Oh, Antony...I haven't seen him in a while. How is work for him?"
"Quite well. He's been promoted to vice president." Seras proclaimed proudly.
"Has he now? That's wonderful. How I miss him...I can't wait to see all three of you tomorrow."
Seras stood, smiling. "We can't wait either. I've had a nice afternoon, Clarissa. Sleep well. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon." She embraced her mother-in-law and proceeded to where the sleek black sedan awaited to take her back to her large mansion.
"You saw my mother today?"
"Yes." Seras took a sip of the red wine. "She seems to be doing better, despite being in a wheelchair. By the way, we're visiting her tomorrow. How was - "
"We're visiting grandma tomorrow?" Natalia, Seras's and Antony's four year-old daughter, eagerly asked. Natalia was almost the mirror image of her mother, with only her father's ice blue eyes marking their difference. Her short golden hair was up in short pigtails.
Seras and Antony smiled at her.
"Yes, sweetheart, we are." Seras replied.
Antony nodded. "Of course, Nattie-wattie. Don't interrupt your mother next time, though, okay?"
Natalia nodded. "Sorry, mommy."
"That's alright." Seras finished off her wine. "Finish your dinner, sweetheart."
Natalia pouted. "I'm full."
"Okay, then." Seras went to take her daughter's half-empty plate away.
"One more bite." Antony quickly cut in. He and Seras exchanged looks.
"Do I have to?" Natalia crossed her arms across her chest. She looked imploringly up at her mother.
Antony glanced over at Seras. "She's just as stubborn as you!" He chuckled.
Seras joined in his laughter. "Of course. That's how I know she's my daughter." She turned back to Natalia. "Listen to your father and take one more bite, sweetie. Then you may go."
Natalia reluctantly complied, picking up her fork.
"So you mean the fact that she looks almost exactly like yourself isn't enough to confirm that she's your daughter?" Antony raised an eyebrow, amusement in his pale eyes.
"Oh...quiet!" Seras took their plates into the kitchen. "Go get ready for bed, Natalia!" She called over her shoulder. "I'll come out and read you a bedtime story after your father and I are done with the dishes!"
An excited squeal came from the dining room, followed by the soft thumping footsteps of Natalia, running off to bed.
Antony entered the kitchen carrying the two empty wine glasses. "You're such a good mother." He murmured, nuzzling her neck and wrapping his arms around her after placing the glasses carefully in the dishwasher.
Seras grinned. "Oh, so I'm a good mother, but not a good wife?" She muttered jokingly.
Antony chuckled softly. "I think the fact that you're a good wife goes without saying, though, don't you agree?"
"Perhaps." Seras set the dishwasher. "So how was work?"
"It was an uneventful day."
"Really?"
"Yes. I wish I had taken the day off."
"What, and gone to see your mother with me?" Seras grinned.
"I...might've. If I had taken the day off."
"Well, you're definitely taking the day off tomorrow. No excuses." Seras wiped her hands on a dishtowel. "Your mother misses you very much, and she can't wait to see you and Natalia again."
"It hasn't been that long, has it?"
"Antony, you haven't visited her in months. And Natalia hasn't been there in two weeks. I think you owe her at least one visit."
Antony sighed. "You're right. Don't worry, I'll call in tomorrow."
"Good." Seras gave her husband a quick peck on the lips before proceeding up the stairs to her daughter's bedroom. "Sweetie?" She peered into the large pink room.
"I got ready for bed, just like you told me to, mommy!" Natalia beamed.
Seras laughed. "That's right." She walked into the room. "Now, let's see...what story shall I tell you tonight?"
"Can you tell me the story about Cinderella?"
"Sure." Seras sat on the edge of the queen-sized bed. "Once upon a time..."
Alucard strode through the evening streets of the quiet suburb, returning every odd look with a glare through his tinted spectacles.
"Such a lovely night." He murmured. "Where are you, Police Girl? You should be out enjoying such a night."
His tall lanky shadow fell over almost every citizen in the setting sun, causing them to cower in fear.
He could feel Seras's presence, but could not find her anywhere in the passing crowds.
Alucard knew that his master, Integra, would be disappointed in him if she were to ever discover where he was, and what he was up to.
"She's not worth it, Alucard." He remembered her saying. "She left of her own accord. You will not follow her."
"My apologies, master." A light breeze fluttered through, gently causing his cloak to flutter along with it.
I will find you, Police Girl.
A/N: Please R&R! Any comments are welcome, especially constructive comments. Flamers - go ahead and flame away.I just won't care.