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A/N: See any weird typos PM me please, or review I don't mind either way. Just let me know so I can fix it. I'm just trying to get these put back up as quickly as possible.

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Integra sat at her desk inspecting the new journal handed to her by her loyal butler, it certainly seemed very old but why was it in her own home without her knowledge? Perhaps Agent—no, Seras Victoria brought the old thing with her, but that didn't explain why on earth would anyone besides Sir John Williams' family own such a book? Integra set the book down after a few moments of holding it. She didn't feel the need to read more of it at the moment, there were other things she needed to take care of currently and it took priority over all.

The Hellsing heiress sighed and glared at the book resting on the polished surface of her desk, 'What am I supposed to do with this? I can't really give it back to the family, it holds too much information that the royal family wants covered and buried six feet under. On the other hand, it seems disrespectful to Sir Williams.' The platinum blond woman sighed and rubbed her temples irritably, closing her eyes in the slight relief of rubbing her head.

As the woman took her short rest her butler walked into without knocking, not that she minded much but it brought her out of her concentration or her lack of attentiveness, "What is it?" She asked calmly.

"Well, you have a guest, he seems to know about the murders and I wanted your approval before letting him enter." Walter replied in an almost hurried fashion.

"Name?" Integra asked another question while reaching for another cigar…she would never tell anyone this, but the cigar always seemed to make her more intimidating, and it calmed her nerves enough for her to be rough to people around her.

"He told me that he would only address himself in your presence." Walter answered again but sounded as if he regained some air in his lungs.

"Very well, check him for any weapons and send him in." Integra sighed once again, 'Another problem, well he might have to wait in line.'

After a few moments and a few burnt cherries later, the man walked in. He followed Walter in a very respectful way, he wasn't a cop from what she could tell and didn't seem like a man that had anything to do with the police force. His hair was a lovely shade of golden brown, almost blond and it was well kept. It was mostly combed back in a very, well, old fashioned way, pieces of his bangs flung into his face and eyes; it looked very boyish on him (reminding her of her father and his best friend combined). He wore silvery glasses much like the ones she'd seen on Sir Islands of him in his younger years. He had crystal blue eyes that seemed to pierce through her very soul and left her almost breathless, and his grin reminded her of a certain vampire; it just looked less…psychotic.

His long black riding coat was taken away by Walter, and his business suit matched his jacket, charcoal in color and a dark grey tie to match everything else. From what she could tell his clothes were very expensive indeed. "What should I call you, mister…?" Integra raised a very elegant blond brow at the young man and kept her resolve despite his handsome appearance.

"Sir Islands please, but I'm not here to tell you just my name, I have something you might want to know." The man bowed elegantly to his fellow knight and more of his hair fell into his face.

'His son…Come to think of it, I never met his son before, Sir Islands didn't like to mix work and home, something I admired about him as a child.' Integra thought with a slight smile on her face but covered it with her cigar. "Well, Sir, what is it that you wish to tell me?"

He looked back at the woman with the same grin he had before and approached her large wooden desk. Sir Islands pulled out a folder he had in the brief she failed to notice he was carrying before.

"These murders as you know are not by someone that is merely human, but I doubt that it is a Freak either..." The man gently set the folder in front of the beautiful heiress.

Integra gave the man a quizzical look before picking up the folder and pulled out several pictures of a strange looking blond man, he didn't look suspicion, so Integra gave Sir Islands another questioning stare.

"This man was followed by some of my own men, not that we follow everybody that seems a bit off, but he was seen standing near the crime scene for about two hours prior to the murder. After that he was seen kneeling and grabbing his head in pain and crying, as my men went to question him and ask if he was alright, he instantly stopped weeping and stood up as if nothing was wrong and left as quickly as possible. He has not been spotted near the last two murders but he was spotted near the Village of Cheddar." Sir Islands finished calmly.

"Why come to me with all this instead of your own father, Sir?" Integra asked without looking up from the pictures of the mystery man, raking her brain for any memories of this person.

"Oh, I did and he told me to go to you, since my father is still alive and kicking, I don't need to take his seat at the round table…not that I really want to either. I just do his dirty work and see if I come up with anything and I did. I looked into your last investigation as well…It seems the last crime scene was a bit of trouble to your subordinates, I will not ask as to why you went there without any help from the local police—" Sir Islands was interrupted by her irritated expression.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Sir Islands, but two constables were there to keep supervision over my agents. And yet those two cops disappeared, tell me, do you have any idea what happened to them, did they belong to you?" Integra questioned with an angered tone, he better not be the person who got rid of the cops or she would have his head in a vise.

His grin widened and he pushed his shiny bangs back, "No, Sir Hellsing that was not me…but that is something I wanted to speak with you about, however if you don't wish for my help then I will leave you alone and be on my way." Sir Islands replied sweetly, but not in a mocking way, he was in fact genuine and not manipulative like a lot of people she spoke with.

Sir Islands grabbed the folder and put it back in his briefcase and bowed politely at the woman. He turned to leave but stopped short when he heard her lovely voice again.

"Wait…your information might very helpful in this case and I wish to speak with you about it, please come and have a seat…Walter, please get him a chair and please Sir Islands…Call me Sir Integra." She said as nicely as she could, she felt that they may have very similar personalities and that would mean they would clash…both were being rude, but since he knew his place, she should too. Letting the man call her by her first name was a way of apologizing to him.

Sir Islands turned around with a pleased smile this time, a smile that reminded her of her father, "Then please, call me Sir Andrew, Sir Islands is and will always be my father." Andrew said as he took the seat Walter offered.

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Seras was quite aware of how long this little battle of ghouls versus human versus the almighty vampire…vampires. Two things were bothering her about this though, the ground was now covered in a thick white mist and it wasn't coming from her compatriot. The other weird thing was the vicar vanished at some point during their fight and he was nowhere to be seen…For some reason Alucard didn't notice this vital detail, or maybe he had but he didn't say anything to her…which didn't seem like his style. Then again, she didn't really know his style of fighting.

The police woman shot down another ghoulish child and sighed sadly while closing her eyes for the few seconds she had to take a tiny break, she used that free time to use the band of her hand to wipe away the sheet of perspiration forming on her brow. Alucard was too busy blasting away ghouls to notice her stop and lower her gun, though the look on his face told her he wasn't enjoying this one bit…and it probably had to do with the fact that there was no real action, it didn't bother him too much that it was deceased children he was gunning down.

Seras was about to lift her gun back up and start again when she felt a presence behind her, it certainly wasn't Alucard and it wasn't a ghoul. The only human in the forest was too slow to turn around and blow the head off the fake priest, he was too fast and managed to pin the arm clenching her gun down and pin her other arm at her side, as well as grip her in a choke hold and cover her mouth.

She wasn't sure why Alucard didn't notice what was happening, was it the fog clogging his senses did he just not care? Seras was willing to bet it was the former…

The smell of blood that floated from his mouth entered Seras' nostrils, making her want to gag, he whispered into the shell of her ear, "You know, they made the big mistake of letting a little girl hunt the boogeyman." The vicar tightened his grip choking her further, "You, vampire! Look at me!" The priest yelled out as Seras screwed her eyes shut in pain.

Alucard didn't turn around to look at the opposing vampire, and the only acknowledgment he made was to stop shooting down the ghouls. The vampire in red lowered his gun to his side and chuckled lightly. All the ghouls that appeared out of nowhere stopped their movements as well, but kept their guns aimed at him.

'Please look at me.' Seras thought desperately as she opened her eyes again, everything else in the world seemed to disappear except for the tall vampire. She felt the tears start to make their way into her eyes as she realized that maybe he didn't care if she died or not.

The vicar started to lose his patience with the Hellsing pet and growled vicously at him, Alucard still did not make a move. "What the fuck is wrong with you? I was told that you love to kill other vampires, and yet here we are and you're giving up?"

Seras didn't know what happened first, the piece of the wooden cross going through her back and ribcage or noticing Alucard swiftly turn around and drop his gun, anger and happiness in his ruby eyes. At first she felt the extreme pain and she knew the vampire discarded her like a piece of trash, throwing her to the ground.

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Vlad was still following the strangely dressed professor down the cobble stone road. The castle seemed so very close and so far away at the same time. His vision blurred but at the same time he felt as if his senses were not enhanced.

"Ve're here, vampire. Follow me through these gates, but don't bite the guards!" Van Hellsing growled the last part out in an irritated way; Alucard could only guess that the old man didn't want to repeat what happened recently.

Vlad wanted to very the old man a sarcastic reply but his throat felt very dry and he was reminded that he hadn't been fed tonight.

AS if reading his mind Dr. Hellsing suddenly spoke up once they were past the gate and out of ear shot of the guards, "I didn't feed you for a certain reason, Vlad. Soon though, don't go berserker on me."

They entered what Vlad could only describe as royal corridor; the red rug beneath his feet matched his eyes, which also matched the old man's coat. He continued to stare at the man's booted feet that thumped against the lush carpet. The color of the carpet and the rhythm of Van Hellsing's feet reminded way too much of a human heart. He felt his blood start to boil and his fangs started to ache.

Dr. Hellsing glanced over his shoulder at the vampire, feeling a change in the presence of his new subject. Vlad's eyes were clouded over and he was starting to stumble just a bit.

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Oh, that is what this reminded him of, that time…his first mission. Alucard stopped moving altogether even though there were ten ghouls surrounding him, begging to be shot down. The police girl, no Seras was in trouble yet he refused to move. Or was it his body that refused to move. The smell of her fear reminded him of that man…This was a great time to reminisce.

Again, his teeth were starting to ache and his eyes burned, as if he were going to cry. Alucard grinned, what good were memories like that anyway? As if his instincts were driving him alone, Alucard turned around and saw an old wooden cross go through his compatriot's back and straight through her torso. The blood that spilled was exactly the same rare type as him!

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Alucard didn't know what the doctor did to him but he felt a little bit better, he could taste a tiny bit of blood in his mouth, perhaps the crazy old man gave him a little bit of his blood…?

"Vlad, bow your head in honor, for you are standing in front of the Queen. Queen Victoria." Vlad looked around for a moment, trying to clear his head of the fogginess he felt.

He spotted her in her royal chair, clad in black with a stern expression. Though her eyes told him that she'd just been through something tragic, not that he really cared.

"And this is your pet, Professor Hellsing?" Queen Victoria questioned, only giving Vlad one quick glance before returning her cold stare back to the doctor.

"Yes, I vas told you vanted me to….silence your prisoner?" Van Hellsing remained knelling in front of his Queen; she nodded her head and signaled for her butler to come out of the shadows.

"John after I'm finished telling them what is going on, please take them to our prisoner." She said politely to her servant, he bowed.

"As you may or may not know, Sir Van Hellsing, there were murders near white chapel. There was no clue as to who it was or why they were doing this, however, Sir John Williams came to me in a fright. Telling me of who he thought it could be, no actually who he knew was Jack the Ripper. That man is now in my lower chambers, he has confessed thanks to some of my personal 'investigators'. He is to be silenced and never spoke of again, very few constables know of this and have been paid off….you may go now." Queen Victoria said quickly, she closed her eyes tiredly and sighed.

Vlad wasn't too aware of what was happening right now, he felt like a child. As soon as this manservant came close to him he growled but stopped when he noticed the look from the Queen. Actually he felt like a caged beast.

Without realizing it Vlad was now in a deeper darker part of the castle, something that the public would never see, and it made him miss his home even more. The two old men were chatting away but their words sounded weird to his ears, they echoed off the stone walls and down the spiral stairway. He really needed something to drink and quickly.

After about five minutes of traveling downward they came to the very last dungeon and they couldn't hear a thing. John Brown led them further into the cell, he used the torches on the walls to show them the man chained to the wall.

Van Hellsing didn't cover his nose in disgust and neither did Vlad or John Brown, "How long has he been down here?" Sir Hellsing asked quietly, noting that the man was asleep.

"Just about three years, it took a long time to get a confession out of him, which wasn't the only thing he told us. But that is another story Victoria will tell you when you are done. Now if you don't mind, I don't care for such violence so I'll go stand by the door." Without saying another word John walked out of the cell quickly and did as he promised and stood next to the door.

"Vlad, look at me." Sir Hellsing said firmly, he kicked the man's foot and turned around to face the vampire.

"Repeat after me, vampire. Releasing Control Art Restriction Systems three...five…four, approval of Situation A recognized. Commencing the Cromwell invocation. Ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the enemy has been rendered silent." The old man said slowly while grabbing the midian's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes.

Once red eyes met green ones Vlad's attention went straight towards the man on the ground. Old blood stained on the stone floors filled his senses and he almost lost control, but Van Hellsing repeated what he'd just said.

"Say it, count!"

Alucard glared at the old man but gave in after a few moments; he'd humor the poor professor. The vampire slowly said the words, but once the command was out of him mouth he pulled away from Sir Hellsing and hissed in pain. His hands felt as if they were on fire, it felt like he was having a hot needle dragged through his skin on each hand. This was far worse than what he'd been through before.

After the pain finally died down he could hear laughing in the corner of the room. Vlad felt a bit stronger than before, like some of his normal power was returned to him, but now he was extremely thirsty.

"What did you bring to me this time, some sort of leper who has some form of psychosis?" The chained to the wall snorted and grinned at the vampire, as if he didn't care what sort of pain was coming his way.

Alucard smirked right back at him but looked at Van Hellsing for a sign that he should ignore the moron. The old man gave him a strange look and turned away from the display of violence that was about to happen.

The man chained to the rested his cuffed hands behind his head with arrogance, Vlad couldn't take anymore of his smug look and shot forward, grabbing the man by the throat with his pearly white fangs.

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Alucard felt the rotten blood fill his mouth as he held the vicar by the throat much like he did to Jack the Ripper all those years ago; he felt good right now, despite the foul taste of the priest. He could remember a lot more than he could before, Alucard could now recall his first mission. And that was all because of a….Alucard let the man fell to the ground as he looked down to see a somewhat shocked Seras looking at him.

She was dying, there was no way in hell that she would make it to a hospital since he'd wasted so much time remembering his past. Seras was crying, well that was to be expected, but she was saying something to him. The vampire kneeled next to her and scooped the upper part of her body and cradled it in his lap.

"You didn't look at me…" She gurgled on some blood as she spoke; she had about ten minutes at the most.

"Seras what do you want to do?" Alucard questioned quietly while removing his glasses. It would be pointless to ask her if she was a virgin, he could tell that much by the way she tasted.

Seras couldn't really feel her legs anymore and she knew what he was asking, the blood lose was making her dizzy and she wasn't sure if it was because of that that she nodded her head slightly. The police girl reached out for her parents, she thought she saw them standing right over Alucard.

The vampire grabbed her tiny bloodstained hand in his; he gave her a toothy grin. "And here I was thinking you were weak."

Without another word Alucard lowered his head and sank his elongated fangs into her neck. Seras gave out a small whimper at the painful feeling, though the pain dulled within a few seconds and was replaced with a much more pleasurable feeling. His lips no longer felt cold against her neck but started to feel warm, she couldn't tell if it was because of she was losing her blood or not.

Alucard closed his eyes contently, sure he would get his head blown off by Miss Nemesis Face but he didn't really care about that right now, her blood was the best he'd had in a long time.

After the few seconds it took to drain her Alucard pulled back slowly and glanced at her clouded blue eyes, the vampire used one of his long fangs to cut open his tongue and let his mouth fill with just the right amount before the small self inflicted wound healed.

Seras couldn't feel anything anymore, and she knew Alucard was holding her but she was starting to feel very scared, was he not going to do what she assumed he would do? Oh god, if only she could move. Tears started to fall and roll down her cheeks again.

The midian pulled her head higher and was glad she couldn't complain about the pain she would've felt in her back had she still been able to feel it. Alucard quickly put his lips to hers and grabbed her chin with his free hand, slowly but surely coaxing open her mouth. Seras didn't react at first, which was to be expected, she lay very still. The only sign she gave to him that she was actually drinking up his blood was that she moaned slightly and closed her eyes much like he did moments before.

The blood was now gone but Alucard kept his mouth against hers, not really moving but just; well he wasn't sure why he kept it there. Maybe it was because the look of her the color draining from her once beautifully colored face was fading.

Suddenly Seras snapped open her eyes and glared heatedly at him; she used all her might to push the vampire off of her.

Alucard dropped the new Draculina to the ground in irritation. "Don't move you're still going through the healing process." The older vampire stated as he stood up and turned around, he hated the fact that he was acting like some man in a romance novel. Oh yes, he'd taken a look at Integra's little stash when she was younger, dear god, those things were so wrong about men. Though that didn't really matter right at this moment, he had other things to think about.

Seras groaned at the contact her head made with the cold and hard forest floor, her body still felt quite weak and she couldn't really move her legs just yet. There was a feeling of something drying on her back but she didn't make a move to look at the wound, it would be too much of a hassle. She figured the thing healed already, but the tissues and such inside of her body were still reattaching themselves.

While she was daydreaming about being this new creature of the night (not that she was too enthusiastic about it) she noticed that Alucard had turned around again and was holding a jacket similar to his red one, but this was white and much smaller…perhaps it was made in Russia, or somewhere really cold, she couldn't tell.

"I'll be transporting you back to the mansion, since there are obviously no sheets to wrap you up in I'll have to use this old thing…kind of like wrapping up a corpse in a rug." Alucard chuckled darkly at his own comment as if he were talking to himself.

Seras just gave him a strange look, thinking that perhaps he thought of her as nothing more than just a dead body…

The elder vampire walked over to her and lifted up her body gently, there was that word again, and wrapped the white riding coat around her shoulders, covering up her whole body considering the article of clothing was just a bit larger than herself. "This jacket doesn't suit you." Alucard stated without really looking at her face, she couldn't tell if he was being mean or actually giving her a compliment. Though she figured it was the former, he didn't seem like the man to give anyone compliments easily.

The newly turned human chose not to give a reply to his weird comment but let him finish up his business covering her up. The fabric inside the coat was black stain and there were many layers to it, definitely warm.

Alucard stood up with his pet in his arms bridal-style ready to open up a portal when he heard her voice interrupt his actions, "um, master, what about the mission? I mean I don't think we killed every last—"

"The humans will take care of all that." Alucard quickly opened up the mysterious portal and walked through.

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The creature sitting in the trees just above the fight between the other vampires sighed, what a waste to have such a beautiful young lady be turned into a child of the night like himself. In fact, this night reminded him of the day he was turned…what was that, over fifty years ago? Perhaps more, right now he couldn't really remember.

"Vell, it ist time to get back to the boy, but first ve need to get him some food." The vampire opened up a dark portal of his own and walked right through.

He would stop at a decent fast food joint (as they called it) and grab something for the boy to eat, couldn't have him starving. Even though the true person he wanted was now in the arms of the Hellsing family pet he couldn't just let the boy die. No, he would have that woman as his slave no matter what.

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Alucard appeared in Seras' room, he set her non to gently on her bed and walked swiftly out of her room. Seras glared at the door leading to the hallway he'd just walked through. 'He didn't even open it! Which ever poor maid was on the other side would probably die of a heart attack….wait, when was I able to sense the life of others…?' Seras stared at the top of her canopy in awe, sure it was happening way too fast for her taste but that was surely something to admire.

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Integra talked with Sir Andrew for quite some time and it was starting to get into the wee hours of the night when she felt the fine hairs on the back of her neck raise, the woman closed her eyes in irritation.

"Excuse me Sir Andrew, but I have some other business to attend to. Would you mind coming here tomorrow night to discuss this man some more?" She asked as nicely as she could, Alucard was approaching and quickly.

Sir Islands chuckled, "I would not mind at all, I may be a little late, but considering all this paperwork resting on your desk I don't think you would mind."

"Not at all, just tell who ever might answer the door who you are. I'll make sure that they know of your arrival beforehand." Integra unlaced her fingers and stood to shake his hand in agreement, he followed suit.

As they shook hands Integra noticed the red eyes peering through the wall to her left, but she made sure that Sir Andrew wasn't aware of it, and hoped the bloody vampire would stop his childish behavior when the her new ally turned around….who was she kidding, he wouldn't stop his actions on account of her, unless she ordered him to.

'Alucard stop your eavesdropping or I'll lock you up for a week.' She told the vampire telepathically. The only reply she got was an evil chuckle inside her head, but the ruby orbs disappeared.

"Until tomorrow Sir Hellsing." Sir Islands waved behind him as he walked towards the door, and grabbed his coat on the way out. He didn't give her a chance to respond but he didn't mean his pleasantry in a disrespectful way either.

Integra sat back down slowly all the while grabbing yet another cigar, "How did your mission go Alucard?"

"It went smoothly, except for one little set back." Alucard walked out of the wall and grinned at Walter.

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Seras didn't know when she'd fallen asleep but she was aware that she was in fact dreaming. She had the outfit Alice in "Alice in Wonderland" wore; her hair was the same though. But she was dining with the Mad Hatter, the March Hare and the Dorm Mouse. Their guests consisted of all the ghoul children she'd just killed and for some strange reason was at the very opposite end of the long dining table, he was wearing his usual clothing.

She woke up with a start, not really sure what happened in the dream considering it faded from her memory rapidly. Seras sat up in the bed and noticed Alucard still hadn't returned to her side, but there was an addition to her room and that a small table with a bucket of ice…which was all she could see at the angle she was at, slowly she got out of the bed and noted that the jacket was still on her. This most likely meant despite her unusual dream of Alice in Wonderland, that she still was indeed a member of the undead. Though the gloomy thought plagued her mind Seras' curiosity got the best of her and she made her way to the small end table.

The petite woman stared at the bucket as if it were some sort of pink elephant. "Blood…?" Seras whispered to herself while she covered her mouth feeling as though she might vomit at the thought of blood…or just food in general. The new turned vampire took off out of the room and ran down the hallway like a cat on crack.

On her way to the bathroom Seras managed to knock over not one but two maids, which she tried to apologize for but her stomach prevented her from asking for forgiveness.

The police girl let just about all the contents of her stomach out into the bowl of the toilet, Seras pulled back and sat against the door after she was done. She would never rest her head against the toilet seat no matter how drunk or insane she was and she certainly wasn't going to start doing that now. The now exhausted Seras closed her eyes as she let her head rest against the painted wood behind her, she didn't notice the mirror just in front of her swirl in darkness and the red orbs appear.

"Looks like your body doesn't take too well to digesting my blood just yet." A booming voice echoed through-out the bathroom, making Seras almost jump out of her skin.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Master?" Seras tried to stand on her own but fell back down and landed on the cold tile floor.

"You're so pathetic I'm not sure I want to help you stand…if you promise to at least drink the blood then I will walk you like a baby back to the room, what do you say?" Alucard asked while holding out his hand, there was slight anger in his tone but also amusement.

"Its fine, I think I can do it on my own." Seras didn't make a move to grab his hand and lowered her gaze to the floor. Alucard gave her a large grin before fading away.

"Then I'll meet you back in your room."

Seras wanted to throw something at him before he left but she had the feeling of wanting to cry. It wasn't her fault that her body couldn't handle his strange blood too well, and he didn't need to rub it in her face that she not only needed to drink she blood but also wasn't able to stand currently.

"This is going all way too fast…" The blond said as she began to stand, she gripped the golden towel rack for leverage.

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The Polish man opened the creaky wooden door to the old house he kept Troy locked up in, somehow he'd managed to get a bite for the young man. Though, he couldn't really remember how on earth he got the meal, but that didn't matter right now.

The house didn't have any lights on but the windows were open, the moonlight shined through and covered most of the floor boards…who had opened the windows though? Perhaps the boy broke free of his confinements and opened the blinds? Well, that didn't make much sense to him.

Just as the vampire was about to head down the spiral stair case he heard a boyish voice with a German accent come from the kitchen, "Look at vhat ve have here! Marek! You're back, vell, not technically back but at least I can see you now. How long has it been since I last saw you strapped to that metal operating table?" A young boy with long black furry cats ears appeared in the door way, he was wearing a Hitler's youth uniform.

"Schrödinger…" Marek whispered and dropped the bag he'd been holding.

"Vell, it's been long enough…but I didn't come here to talk about memories with you. The Major is looking for you, he doesn't think you'll be able to get rid of that wampire, but he doesn't vant you to interfere. Since ve all know I enjoy shows like this I von't say a vord about you…for now anyvay." Schrödinger giggled after he finished his last sentence, and one of his ears twitched. He walked into the light coming from the moon, his magenta eyes sparkled dangerously.

"You wouldn't happen to be hiding anything from me, riiiight? Because if you were, I would love to—" The catboy was suddenly interrupted by being shoved against the wall; Marek's pale hand was around his thin throat. Schrödinger grinned when he saw that he managed to piss off the vampire. Well, he didn't know how but he'd hit a nerve…not that it really cared to him.

"Schrödinger it's been so long since I was able to play with you…" Marek's other persona suddenly showed it's 'face' and Marek's eyes returned to a deep crimson color.

"Another time perhaps." Schrödinger chuckled as his body began to disappear and go slightly through the wall until there was nothing left but his eyes and smile which lingered for a few moments before following the rest of his body.

Marek glowered at the spot where the cat boy used to be and sank to his knees where he began to cry once again. He really hoped that the boy would keep his word and not let the Major know where he was, despite being a loyal son-like kid to the Doc he still made loop holes in everything, to the point where he would almost disobey the Major…not that it bothered the crazed man in any real way, the cat boy always came crawling back despite his huge ego.

Time would tell if the little Nazi boy would help make a move in arresting and re-kidnapping poor Marek.

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Integra sighed heavily as she sat in her lovely Queen like bed, her room never really changed since she was a child and she didn't particularly like change so everything worked out just fine…usually. However since her only relative was now part of the Hellsing membership and also the newest member to the undead clan, things were happening way to fast for her own tastes.

Hell, it'd been two weeks since the poor girl arrived and she'd already been killed and most likely sexually harassed by half the staff under Integra…and now, there was a great chance that Seras wasn't even part of the Hellsing bloodline at all. Though Integra couldn't really explain that one, but she did have that journal to help her along the way. When she was done reading it she would have to make a decision, fire and put down Seras, or just keep her here and have her live out a punishment for not saying a word about this journal (as well as explaining how she got her hands on it).

The Hellsing heiress turned onto her left side, hoping to get some rest though her mind ran rapid. Not too mention she could hear an argument Seras was having with Alucard or Pip, she wasn't too sure.

The journal would definitely have to wait until this whole murder case was at least solved and the pedophile was either dead or at least on his way to Death's door.

Strangely enough Integra fell asleep with that last thought….

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Seras couldn't even remember why she'd picked a fight with the vampire in the first place….it was either that she was pissed off that Alucard teased her about just about everything from blood to her clumsiness. Finally she'd just had enough and mocked him in a way…well she couldn't even remember what the hells he said because right now the vampire she managed to piss off had her pinned to the wall with a very angry look in his eyes.

"You do have some guts to say such things to me, how about you say something else like that while I'm this close to you, hmm?" Alucard's warm breath tickled her forehead as he spoke and Seras was having a hard thinking straight.

"I-I didn't mean to say it, master…" Seras unconsciously lowered her gaze to his lips, then instantly returned her blue eyes to his red ones.

The younger vampire's actions didn't go unnoticed by Alucard, he grinned devilishly at her and she start to blush (as much as a food deprived vampire could blush).

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A/N: Shouldn't be too long now. You guys have my apologies.