A disclaimer, I don't own Hellsing. I do own anything you don't know of in this story.
This is take-2 of Chapter-1, So er, read it again. I'm sorry for the terrible take-1.

Where am I ?

"I'm sure, she'll understand. She always does!" A boy who looks to be in his teenage years states, though his mischievous grin states otherwise. He turns away from the girl confronting him, drawing a line horizontally just an addition to his style, he invokes his power. A small tear opens, slowly spreading into a kaleidoscopic hole. His dark hair flying about due to the immense power he was using, his eyes were glowing bright red. After a moment the girl starts, obviously unappeased by his answer as she waited till after he was ready to listen yet again.

"You always say that. That they would understand. They never do and now you're going to get me in trouble as well." She confessed throwing her hands out, she obviously didn't want to get to deal with the hassle of it all. She closed her eyes for a second to ponder of what to say; perhaps she would resort to reason. "I know that you're bore- STOP!" she screams, noticing all too late that he had proceeded anyway. She just held her hand to her face and shook her head slowly as the portal closed quite easily blowing a few leaves and dust away.

"Why do I even bother?"

She knew that he was gone for the time-being. Nothing she could do to stop him, her older brother. He was a devious little punk for an eye for mischief and she wasn't one to get the short end of a stick due to him. She left quite briskly as the power surged through the air causing her to react to it albeit small.

"Wait till mother hears this." She says quite confident with the speech she had in mind, she would do well to manipulate the situation, at least to get herself out of trouble.

She started wondering, pondering how her brother's ability worked. She had seen it happen many a time but she couldn't place a finger on what it actually did except for wiping her brother of the plane of existence for a few days or weeks. Normally hours and occasionally months, she even consulted her Grandfather while he still resided in the mansion. Of course, who else to ask but the eldest of them all, being the eldest of them all and one would expect a sort of dignity and respectable nature that would come with such age.

But he was far too different, his jokes were practical and his tricks were subtle though he would never show himself as a childish con artist but rather a mature con man. She'd seen him try his hand into making brother dear spill the beans but after a bit of manipulation and talking, brother had seen through it. His meagre hundred years of life, saved his secret. Her older brother wasn't one to take the hassle of telling a person off, he would resort to under-handed tactics. He went to mother and mother being herself took it quite harshly and with a hate that left Grandfather quite wordless or perhaps speechless as she practically roared at him for an entire hour. Well, long story short, brother's power remained a secret. Grandfather ended up leaving on a journey and mother went back to her usual self as soon as she left if not a bit more cheery after his departure.

The boy was floating through a void in reality, a fissure between worlds, colours shifted around him as he progressed. He never knew what they were but he guessed they were planets and worlds which he got close to and in frank he quite liked the colours, darkness seemed to be such a drag after a hundred years of it. Soon, a bright light appeared and like all his previous ports he ended up slamming into the ground in a grotesque way which involved him regenerating for a few minutes. It wasn't his fault though, landscapes change and some places are different from others and he may end up, on occasion porting into the ground causing a large crater and noise to accompany it.

'Ow… Heh. Better luck next time.' He said to himself for his body was still a bloody mess. He only hoped that he was in a remote location like he usually ended up in. He still needed a few more minutes to regenerate completely. Though, to his dismay, he could feel people approaching and that was never good.

"Hey, you think it's alive? Heck, what do you think it is?" The soldier asked as he slowly inched forward with his gun trained on the bloody red pool. This was Tristan.

"Beats me but I think we should report-FIRE!" he stopped half-way through his better judgement and fired at the thing as it shuffled a little. This was Gallant. These two together put a team whose force was a might to be reckoned with unless, you were a monster. Then you were not to be reckoned with.

'Woah, wah! These men are crazy! They just shot the bloody fuck out of my leg. And what's worse, they're using blessed silver!' He internally belched at the bad after-taste left. He knew they weren't to be messed with, all jokes aside. Did he end up in a Vampire hunter's world? He internally grimaced at the thought for a second but in a moment he changed his opinion. A young girl approached, quite distressed but he could tell. She was one of their own, a Vampire and so he drew all of his power back within to hide himself. Subtly gathering it smaller amounts.

'Perhaps she'll notice, perhaps she won't. Who knows? She doesn't seem to be all that experienced and clearly the hunters are her friendlies. Now… What shall I do?'

"It's dead. Whatever it was, it's dead now." They looked in approval of their work before they heard a shout and scream. They both grimaced. They never considered themselves charming but they seemed to have a knack for getting the one girl in this place involved with them in some way or another albeit more times angry than not.

"Wha-What did you do!?" a small voice practically boomed at them, her English accent quite clear even through the shout. Both soldiers gulped before turning around to find her already right below their noses. Her head tilted back so her face was visible to the two, her hands by her sides and her eyebrows cocked in question. Her yellow hair was now a little longer than they had first seen her, tied into a messy bush behind her though some of hair still protruded out and fell over one of her eyes. They never could find it within themselves to question the eye that glowed beneath it. Though most of the time rather than not, her hair was a bit cleaner than it was now. Maybe the mission she came back from was a bit more trouble than they had thought it was? Her red outfit gave nothing away, no stains of blood, nada. This petite young woman that carried a voluminous rack was Seras.

"What did you do?" she asked again, a little sternly than the surprised voice she shrieked at earlier. They were new recruits and guardsmen, they had absolutely no permission to fire their arms off unless there was an order from a superior or a threat and neither of which she could see none in the present vicinity.

"Um, it was moving Ma'am." It was quite clear they were distraught with the idea of having their blood sucked away by the little Draculina below them which they found ironic, a tiny bit. They were in no way big, by any stretch of the word and yet the girl's head barely made it to their eye level.

"Att-ention!" she said in a loud stern military voice and both soldiers fell in. It was flawless except for the pool of blood behind them.

"Yes Sir." They said both grimacing at the thought acknowledging her like this, but she was the one who made it quite clear that she was an instructor and she demanded respect or suffer the penalty, twenty laps around the complex!

"Ma'am, there was a loud noise-" The other interjected, "Almost as loud as canon fire and so we thought-" again the other finished, "Checked it out.".

"Tristan, Gallant. Could you please report one at a time." To which said soldiers just gave her a mischievous grin before continuing. Did I mention they were best friends from before they joined the military, transferring hired hands and then agents and now, guards.

"The pool of blood was already here." Tristan started, "And when we got closer, something moved, we didn't wanna risk it." And with his thumb pointing over his shoulder at the pool of blood behind him he shrugged.

Seras stepped past them observing the pool, she heard what they had to say and she had no doubt it was the truth, a perk of being a Vampire. She took a step closer to the edge of the pool of blood, she felt drawn as if there was a connection between her and this thing. Then it came to her almost immediately, a flash of its power. She reached backwards and grabbed both soldiers and then with her hands latched on their shirts she jumped another time landing farther back. Both soldiers choked a tiny bit and were immediately going to protest but once they saw her eyes, they froze. She wasn't playing around and they knew when she normally was and this wasn't one of those times. It wasn't a cruel joke, something was wrong.

"Did you confirm its death?" She asked cautiously as she stood up, eyeing the red pool of blood. The small crater, like a bowl containing it all and inside she could feel something stirring together.

The soldiers gulped but before they could open their mouth to say anything. "Move." She said a single command to which they gawked, growing a bit impatient with the rookies, she continued with a stern voice. "Get. Back." Two words were all that it took to alert them to the danger lurking in the air. The air was tense and the pool seemed to stir a bit more.

"What's the matter Police Girl, scared of a brat?" A deep voice cut through the tension like it never existed to begin with. She winced at the insult, of course she wasn't scared. Not for herself anyway. She eyed the two behind her in the corner of her vision. Alucard had long since known the reason to why she moved in such a way, prodding that anger out of her was worth it for him. He laughed deeply before slowly appearing through the ground behind them. Both men knew, instinctively where he was. Both took a collective gulp before slowly turning around with eyes full of fear for one and other.

"I assume Sir Integra sent you to see what the ruckus was all about." She said nonchalantly, giggling under her leather gloves as she earned a small growl in response. Alucard not wanting to admit the truth instead ignored her and just went on irked with it all.

"Do you plan on hiding forever Brat?" He seemingly asked the air as the two soldiers just looked around.

"Come on out, we won't hurt you unless you've hurt somebody previously, which we'll know of after a small course of interrogation." Her master, catching the draft of what she had in mind, grinned wider revealing a lot of teeth including his particularly large canine, which was large even for a Vampire.

The boy was about to rise from the dead, as they say but once he saw him appear from ground behind him. He knew he was royally screwed. He needed to escape and quickly. The boy knew the man in red wasn't one to wait for the enemy to slowly appear. His patience seemed to thinly waver over a small line which changed as the girl talked.

It was now or never, he slowly rose with his arms raised above his head. He honestly had no idea how they would react and how he was going to pull this off but it still worth a try. He had already started gathering power as soon as he saw the Vampiress. There was no telling how safe one could be, especially where he didn't belong.

As he rose, all the blood smoothly slid off him. Not a stain remained. To say he was undeterred by the response would be a lie. He didn't, not in a million years expect the girl to be able to throw a canon over her shoulder and take aim. He didn't expect the man to pull out guns which looked far more deadly and something far too like something his mother would have. He was to say the least, flabbergasted.

"What now, boy, will you run? Grovel? Or perhaps fight?" Alucard taunted the boy. Seeing him gather up energy he was quite pleased to wait for anything the boy was going to throw. In response Alucard let his intent to slaughter the boy roll off in waves. The hair on his neck was almost standing straight in fear when he felt Alucard's determination. The girl on the other hand was lax and seemed prepared to do anything. She took a step, realizing any further would be far too close for his comfort, he opened his portal none too caring for Alucard or the girls response. Alucard froze for a moment, he hadn't particularly felt something like it and letting the Vampire go would indeed be a shame but something told him, maybe instinct, that he shouldn't shoot. He came to regret following it.

Seras immediately lunged before the boy could get through completely; she was on him, twisting his arm behind his back and threatening to tear it off if not just break it. Unluckily for her and lucky for him, they were falling into his portal. He was home-free with the exception of the straggler he would be taking along. He eyed her over his shoulder, noticing her gun was missing and that she was still a fledgling, courtesy of the trademark bite mark left on her neck. Those marks would only disappear once they had taken in the blood of their Master and for those to still remain, she must've been young. Quite young since traditional Vampires detached fledglings early on so that they could become more independent, stronger and superior. Only the young-ins would stay with their Master, he approximated her to be around ten years, Vampire age. He didn't realize how wrong he was until later.

A small voice hit Seras as she left her world with a tinge of irritation, 'You Fool.' and with that she left it all behind as she tackled him through the kaleidoscopic tunnel and then as the light grew most intense, everything halted and all she could see was a darkness, she heard something as well but she couldn't make it out or what it was or what caused it.

A loud thundering crash, she noticed she was in a mansion not too different from a room she could recall in her own except for the bright lights overhead. She landed quite uncomfortably as her bones cracked but for some reason the cold marble floor beneath her seemed so comfortable for some odd reason. A shout shattered the comfort she was feeling and the world restarted, slowly. She could hear everything moving but why did she seem so slow. Why did everything around her move so fast! She could feel a power within her, not her own and the natural response, she ripped it apart from the inside out tearing it into complete and utter oblivion.

'Nothing messes with my head. Nothing.' She said quite angrily, though of course no-one could hear as she had already torn the intruder's prod out.

"Well, I guess it worked." he said pushing off the soft ground. 'Soft?' he questioned before immediately looking down to find the same Vampire below him, he immediately shuffled off and noticed he was inside, indoors. Where a certain party for a certain somebody was taking place, the only place where he could regret his decisions.

His eyes searched around as he looked finding the stares and gawks of many people including nobles and counts and his, he gulped. 'Dear Sister and Mother', He thought out-loud to them. Looking away and noticing the ground below him, it was cracked. He knew exactly how it looked and how it could be taken completely in the wrong way. He gulped his hope down for the onslaught was most assuredly coming at him.

His sister wasn't one he needed to be angered. Not his sister nor his mother but the other one, she's a different story. But the former weren't and now one of them was looking at him with mirth, his sister. While the other quite easily sauntered through the people that shifted with her approach. He knew, this wasn't going to end well for the girl beside him or for him in the same matter. He pitied the girl as well as himself for she didn't seem to understand the situation they were in. No, how could she? She had never been here, never had she seen so many 'enemies' gathered.

'Have mercy on me!' He pleaded with a gulp. He could already see the pain at the end.

That's the first chapter! The next is already planned and I'm going to do a real crazy fiction, I honestly can't care about her powers being over-powered! This is going in a pretty weird direction, so please; don't start flaming after the second chapter. NO, it's not what you think. It's not YOAI OR YURI. Bear with me; it's more of a technical aspect of what I'm going to be doing rather than a vulgarity of it. *Sighs* I should've posted that line at the end of Chapter 2.

Hello all! I'm DeathFrown, a weird gamer.

Bear with the weird sentences and the leaps from one surprise to another. It's just a stupid habit which I intend to drill out of by using all my fucking surprise moments and then trying to give it a little cleaner kind of approach. Signing out, will probably have the next chapter done by tomorrow or tonight! I'm an impulse driven writer, so once a story or setting pops in and I like it, I'll put it down. So yeah, I've been playing around with this idea for some time now and so, enjoy. Read and Review!