In the dark, damp, cold basement halls of the Greengrass Mansion, the eldest daughter of the Greengrass estate was running for her life. A deep burning pain shot through her shoulder, and she could hear the cold calculated steps of her uncle.
"My Dear Niece there is no need to run I just want to have a chat about the affairs of the estate." A silky smooth voice says causing fear to run through Daphne. Running further into the dark dungeon, the young blonde hears a defining bang ring in the dark, and a dark red spell grazes past her leg. Letting out a scared squeak, she falls to the ground as she reaches a door marked with what she thinks are protection runes. Crawling forward she pushes the door open, remembering what her aunt told her.
'My dear niece the Hellsing Organization has chosen you, there will be those who want to take it from you. If you find yourself in dire need find the deepest door in the dungenion and it holds the friend you will need.' The old voice of Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing whispers in her mind. Looking into the darkness she holds her breath at the horrid smell and her hope falls when all she sees is a rotted fetid corpse.
"There you are you little brat!" The voice of her uncle yells. Turning around Daphne looks on in horror as a fat balding man stands behind her. Two other robed figures in half skull masks stand behind him laughing.
"Finish this Olaf, this will be a boon for when the Dark Lord returns." One of the masked voices says as the other laugh.
"Your a coward uncle!" Daphne yells. Seeing red the fat man grabs her by the hair and lifts her up before backhanding her away. As she falls she spits up blood onto the corpse.
"Remember Niece you should have just not been chosen, simple as that. Avada-" Olaf Greengrass starts to say the words for the killing curse, his wand blowing sickly green, however the sound of rustling chains stops him. Looking to the corpse all three grown wizards step back in horror as it sits up and bends forward to lick the spilled blood from the floor.
"You… you must be my new master." The corpse, now rapidly beginning to regenerate, says facing Daphne. "Ah yes just like last time then huh?" It says in a deep raspy voice. Standing up it breaks the chains as if they were ribbons and walks towards the grown wizards.
"Kill it!" Olaf yells throwing killing curse after killing curse at it. It has no effect on the creature as it continues to march forward barring its fang.
"What are you!?" A masked figure yells in fear.
"I am a fuck mothering Vampier."
4 years Later
Sitting in the back of a black, heavily armored Limo, Daphne stares intently out the window at the passing cookie cutter houses of Surrey, England. That morning when she woke up, she felt her magic pulling her towards the incessantly symmetrical homes of the muggles. Looking up she stares at Alucard, her bodyguard, and the best agent the Hellsing organization had. Next to him was Serras Victoria, another Vampire that helped her Aunt Integra during her time as the head of the Organization.
"Has the feeling stopped?" Alucard asks, as he checks his Casull.
"No, in fact it has gotten stronger." Daphne says as she looks to where her magic is drawing her, noticing that there are police sirens filling the night sky.
"It would seem fate has decided to help us out on this one." Serras says with a small grin.
"There is no such thing as fate Police Girl." Alucard chides. The limo pulls up next to the police cars, and the driver quickly gets out to open the door.
"What the bloody hell is going on here." The lead officer asks as Daphne and the others walk forward.
"I am Daphne Greengrass of the Helsing Organization and we have been called in by your superiors." Daphne says, trying to fight down her nerves.
"Right well little girl, you and your parents need to-" The officer starts to say but he is quickly silences by a beastial growl. Looking back to the house the cop shudders then sighs, waving them forward.
Inside the house Daphne nearly vomits at the blood coating the walls and floors. A large whale like man lay on the floor his throat and chest were ripped open, and judging by the smell he had defecated himself. Stepping over the body the tiro walk further into the house past a smashed cupboard under the main staircase. Daphne's magic was pulling harder, causing her to gasp in pain.
"What the hell was that?" A deep voice booms though the house. A loud thud sounds, like a body hitting the floor, followed by footsteps. Putting a finger to his lips, Alucard quiets Daphne and orders Serras to ready her rifle. From around the corner, a pale man walks forward holding a teenager in a choke hold.
"Potter?" Daphne exclaims in surprise at seeing the black haired boy. Harry's responds by coughing up blood and meekly looking up at Daphne.
"Greengrass… you need to get out of here… now." He says weakly.
"Shut up fool. He is right though, you should run. Gives me more fun." The man says as he growls showing dog like teeth.
"A werewolf, Potter what did you do?" Daphne asks in confusion.
"He was born, the Dark Lord has returned and he demands the boy dead or alive." The werewolf says with a snarl.
Looking to the sky he grins as the full moon beams in through an open hole in the roof. Dropping Harry the werewolf transforms fully and with a dark howl, stabs him through the chest. Daphne's magic pings painfully, mimicking the pain to Harry's injuries. Looking worried Serras goes to comfort her master, while Alucard sighs and calmly aims Casull and fires putting the werewolf down. Walking forward, the old Vampire walks forward, putting another few rounds into the head of the beast, before using his foot to roll the teen over to his back.
"You're still alive?" He whispers to himself as he turns back to Serras and Daphne.
"Master she doesn't look good." Serras says as she tries to calm a thrashing Daphne.
"Wizards," Alucard sighs, "Quickly turn the boy or he will not survive." He says as he holds Daphne down to stop her thrashing. Not questioning her master Serras moves over to Harry and with a sad smiles bites down into his neck.
AN
OK so before I am yelled at for making ANOTHER new story… my friend Archer1Eye asked me to write this since I know more about both Harry Potter and Hellsing ultimate. Yell at him ok.
Archer: Yes I am the guilty party who demanded this happen to Daphne. I saw the premise once and wanted something more relevant than a passing glance. Dantai happily accepted the chore, just like BlacSparrow did that one time with Whiskey Rose. I am a terrible friend.
Dantai: Shameless plug is shameless.