DISCLAIMER: I do NOT in any way profit from this story, nor do the characters belong to me. All creative rights belong to Kouta Hirano, but since I'm using manga elements, they belong to Kohta Hirona as spelled on the manga cover. The name Erzsébet Báthory, is in no way mine. She was a real person; I am just borrowing her image for the story, and the historical research from her life. Anything in my story that has happened in real life is purely a coincidence. Any club named Dark Days out there is also purely coincidental to my imagination.

A/N: Only putting this up so when the new chapter is done I can just add it. Yes I know it is bad, just something I did quickly.

Chapter 1: New Homes

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Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. That was a name the owner had worked hard for, it wasn't something to be taken lightly. Yet those two brothers couldn't have cared less about who she was. `They knew so much about us, and we know barely anything about them.' Integra thought with a scowl on her delicate features.

The platinum blond woman looked around her large office; the floors were made of black and white marble, the walls were pure white wallpaper matching the floors. Everything looked beautiful, that is until you looked outside the large windows. The building just outside was destroyed and the construction trucks were rather noisy. Numerous body bags were along the walls surrounding the mansion. Well, what was left of the stone wall, anyway.

Integra sigh, and looked at her butler. "How long will this take?" She asked quietly, Walter looked at his employer sadly.

"It should only take a few weeks at the most. However, the men will be hard to replace and that could take even long-" Before the retainer could finish his sentence Integra interrupted him.

"That has been taken care of, Walter. I have hired some new recruits...though it was costly." She paused for a moment, "Mercenaries…" Integra switched her gaze to the left-over mail on her large mahogany desk. One letter stuck out the most, it looked like any other envelope, but the name on it was from someone she knew. It read, "Stephan

Victoria" Integra grabbed the small letter and opened it.

"Dear Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, your distant cousin, Special Agent Stephan Victoria was murdered four years ago, as well as his wife. Their daughter, Seras Victoria is now over the age of eighteen, and has no funds to support her, we can not provide for her anymore. The only relative still alive is you. If you chose to deny the child, then we will have to send her to another foster family until she can survive on her own.

Seras Victoria is nineteen years old, has had experience in the police force and graduated from high school and college at an early age. If you would like to take her under your wing, then please contact us.

Sincerely,

Alexander Brown"

Integra met her cousin only once in her life, they met as children and they got along well… He was of average class, but he was also a wonderful cop. Even though they didn't speak to each other for years, Integra would get letters from him over the years… She didn't realize the letters stopped, perhaps he was very busy, and she knew of Seras but never got the chance to meet her in person. Integra never received anything about his death, or anything about his will. `Perhaps he didn't have one yet.' Integra looked at her butler again, concern was on his face.

"Walter, get me some paper. It seems we will have yet another recruit coming in…" Integra reached over to her side drawer and pulled out a black pen. Walter bowed and headed out of the office without a word. `I'm not so sure about this, but we'll have to wait and see…' Integra thought with trepidation.

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Seras sat in a run down office; children of all kinds were crying and yelling all around her. Some had families and some didn't, only a guardian. She was now over the age of eighteen but had no money. She'd been taking care of children for the orphanage so she wouldn't have to suffer through another foster family…However; she suddenly received a letter from them about something important. `I wish I still had at least one person in my family alive.' Seras thought miserably.

"Seras Victoria, come with me please." An old man, who was rather short, and had pepper colored hair called out to the lobby. Finally she could get out of that place. Seras liked kids as much as the next person, but the yelling and the crying were getting on her nerves; she was two seconds away from telling them to shut up…or strangling them.

Seras followed the old man down the ugly hallway, the carpet was a ghastly shade of brown and the walls were a disgusting tan color. The wallpaper was even tearing at places, and the carpet was coming up in various spots, making small bumps in the walk way.

"To the door on the left." His words broke Seras' thoughts; she just whispered a small `okay'. She continued to follow the older man into another small office, his office, of course.

"Take a seat, Miss Victoria." He said from behind her. A plaque rested on the wall to her right, she couldn't really make out what it was for, but she could see his name, `Alexander Brown.' She read quietly, not exactly out loud, more or less in her head.

"Miss Victoria, we have located one of your distant relatives, her name is Sir Integra Hellsing. You'll have to work under her to gain money; you probably won't be living there forever. Since you have experience in the police force from your father's training and along with ours, you will work for Sir Hellsing as a new recruit, whether or not she will interview you is beyond me. She will provide food, shelter, clothing, et cetera. You will be heading over there in a few hours, so I suggest you get packing." Alexander looked at her over his thick framed glasses.

"That's all I really know, but besides that, is there any questions?" He started fingering through the paperwork on his metal desk.

"Well, yes, I have a question. Why did she take me in without even meeting me? I mean, usually I have to meet with the family before I can move in with them." Seras looked down at her lap.

"Sir Hellsing has, how do I say `persuaded' the higher ups." He spoke, giving her one glance before going back to his work. She gave a small `O' sound and looked down…This Integra woman must be very powerful…`Well duh!' Seras thought, this woman was a knight after all.

"If you will excuse me then." Seras got up and left the office, `How rude, he didn't even think about walking me out, that wrinkly old man! But then again he did look some what busy...'

She walked out of the building and into the rain, `When did it start raining?' Seras looked at the dark and angry sky, "Just my luck." Seras walked across the street towards the apartments just ahead, where she had lived for only two weeks. In that short amount of time she had grown accustomed to her roommates and now she was leaving once again to God knows where.

"I have news!" Seras shouted out to the people inside her home, one male and one female ran towards her. The male looked just about twelve and the female was about ten, both looked happy to see her.

"Well, what is it?" The boy's voice cracking slightly and the girl just looked at Seras with excitement.

"Well…" Seras paused for a moment, not sure what to tell them… Better be honest.

"You guys won't like it, but I have a new family. It seems they found a relative of mine, one I've never met. She's even a knight!" She looked at the two, their faces going from happy to sad within seconds.

"Will we get a new guardian?" The girl asked quietly, letting her long brown hair slide in her face and hiding her melancholy. The boy looked just about in the same state as the girl beside him, but unlike the girl at his side he couldn't hide under his short black hair.

"Yeah, but I'm sure you guys will get someone great! I mean think of all the things they will let you do that I didn't!" Seras said hoping to drown out the tension coating the room.

"That's true…Hey Val, don't worry, we'll get someone even better than Seras to take care of us!" The boy reassured his friend, putting his arm around her shoulders and making Seras twitch slightly in false anger. "Hey, what do you mean better?" Seras chased the kids around the apartment; this would be the last time she would be able to play with them.

"She should be arriving within the next few hours, Sir." Walter bowed before Integra; the woman pulled out a cigar and lit it up. Integra sighed in contentment as the smoke filled her lungs.

"I suppose that's good to hear...But I wonder how she will take to Alucard… Maybe we shouldn't tell her too soon, what do you think, Walter?" Integra asked her old friend. He looked at her in shock for a moment, but smiled warmly.

"Me, your butler, tell you what to do…? Well, I think we can wait a bit before Alucard finds her himself. He might…well… You know what he would try to do; he doesn't really like secrets, Sir." Walter said whilst his smile disappeared a little.

"But for the time being, let her get used to this new adjustment." Integra exhaled the smoke form her cigar through her nose, and sighed once again…That servant of hers could be very stressful at times. "However, she will find out some other way though…Whether or not it's her curiosity or his."

"Hm…" Walter hummed to himself, as if deep in thought.

`She'd better be as good as I hope. I have no need for a rookie…' Integra thought, but her father was a very skilled agent. This girl would have a lot to live up to.

Seras sat in the back of the cab, thinking over her goodbyes from the kids back at the apartments. `That was hard to do; I'll miss those little ones.' She thought while leaning her forehead on the glass window. Her azure eyes scanning over the green fields, that's all there was, large green fields. It stopped raining only a half hour ago and now various puddles were everywhere. The sun's rays skimmed over the fields, making the wet grass shimmer. It had been that way for some time now, where was she? It felt like she was traveling for an eternity.

"Uh, sir, may I ask, where am I?" She asked the driver. She saw him look at her through the rearview mirror.

"You'll see soon, dear. We're almost there, just a few more minutes now. Just over these hills, it's beautiful, isn't it?" He smiled warmly at her, his skin was a little tan and he had short black hair, black suit and tie. In fact, the whole cab was black; she didn't even realize that it was taking her to her new home until it parked in front of her and the driver got out of the car, asking if she was Seras Victoria. `Very expensive, I wonder what her home looks like.'

The car stopped suddenly without her realizing it, Seras hit her head on the window and her seat belt pulled against her chest tightly. "Ouch." She whispered while rubbing her head.

"We're here, Miss. It looks like it stopped raining; I'll help you with your bags…Oh and sorry for the stop, I didn't remember the house was that close…" The driver smiled at her and got out of the car and opened her door, and held out his gloved hand.

"Oh, thank you." Seras said shyly, taking his hand and stepping out of the dark car. She took one look at the large gated building and almost started jumping in excitement.

"Oh my god! Wow, this place is huge!" She ran towards the steel gates, stepping in the small rain puddles and getting water on her pants…Though that didn't seem to bother her or she didn't notice. Seras wrapped her small gloved hands around the posts of the steel gates. Starring like a child on Christmas morning at the gorgeous new home. `Why did half of it look like Godzilla attacked it?' Seras thought while looking over the construction vehicles working on the mansion...Seras didn't notice the large black bags near the stone walls. She didn't realize that her driver was struggling with her bags, until she heard another male voice call out from behind her.

"Hey, you there! What do you think you're doing? This place is not open to the public!" A man dressed as a solider came up to the driver, gun in hand, as well as a few soldiers behind him.

"Oh me, I'm just the driver for that young lady over there…Oh and I work for Sir Hellsing, directly. I am her driver; this lady here is a guest, Miss Victoria." The driver pulled out his clarification, and showed it to the leading soldier. The soldier looked at the badge and gave it back to the older man before him.

"Sorry Larry sir, as you know there has been a lot of activity lately. I need to make sure you are who you say you are. This way Miss Victoria," The soldier started to walk away, but stopped suddenly, "Get her bags; do not make me tell you twice!" The gun carrying man yelled to the other soldiers. The other men ran and grabbed her bags, apologizing to Larry. `He probably just forgot Larry's face…' Seras thought as she looked over the men with guns.

Seras watched this whole strange scene play out and was royally confused. "Um Larry, sir, Where exactly am I?" She walked over to the man clad in black, and looked up into his old face. `Activity, I wonder what that's supposed to mean?' Seras thought with confusion written across her face.

"You're now a part of this place, The Hellsing Organization." Larry smiled at Seras and bowed, extending his arm. "Miss Victoria, ladies first." Larry said sweetly. Seras stalled for a second before walking in the direction of the soldiers, still confused.

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A/N: AHHH! This was so very short. x_x Hell, sorry about the shortness. Recently I've been getting into writing too much at a time.