AN: Edited for better clarity and continuity.
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I had finally made it to England, to London specifically. At least my great grandfather would be unable to come after me now.
I detested having a priest in the family. My mother and father hadn't been religious so why as the last descendent he had, had to become a member of the church?
Go figure.
Yet he couldn't come into England, much less London without causing a major snafu with the local groups.
Yippee for me.
A woman in a pantsuit that made her look way too masculine walked by with a tall man in a...red pimp style fedora and equally pimp jacket. Black vest, grey pants, black knee high riding boots completed his look.
Well, England was a whole new place. Got to expect people to dress different.
I took up my bag, adding it to my carry on and strode towards the waiting cabs.
Good thing I had this planned far ahead of time.
No more Father Anderson for me.
Then I sensed them. Vampires. In the airport.
Screams erupted.
I whirled in time to watch a vampire bite into the neck of a mother, crushing her poor baby at the same time.
Two other vampires were leaping.
I couldn't stand by, let them die. Not like Anderson.
I looked to the glass fronted store. It cracked, shattered, the pieces hovering by my will into the air.
"Vamps!" my voice rang with the fervor equal to any preacher.
They looked up at me.
"Didn't anyone tell you airport food isn't palatable? Or are you all scum?"
They leapt at me.
The glass pieces diced them, separating their hearts from their bodies and severing heads.
Dust splashed the floor.
Another vampire turned the corner but he leapt up to the railing above, ignoring me.
Blam.
A chunk of concrete flew as the vamp lost a leg.
He landed on his remaining leg, turned towards me.
Launching at me the next instant.
"Get out of there!" a voice shouted.
My lips pulled back as I hit him with a wall.
He went "umpph!" then skidded to the side, his face bashed in.
I turned, sending the last glass at the vampire, dusting him too.
"Amateurs," I scowled at the dust.
"Who are you and how did you divert his attack?"
I turned to the pantsuit woman, noting her blond hair and spectacles, "Probably unused to leaping with one leg," like I was going to admit to doing anything. I had my fill of those who thought I was crazy.
Click.
My eyes slid to the side, to a big ass gun. Oh dear.
Pimp man held the gun.
"Shall I kill her, master?"
The woman spoke coldly, "I am giving you ten seconds to explain yourself."
She counted.
At one, I flicked the safety on his gun to "on" with a mental thought.
"Shoot, Alucard."
Click. He looked startled, then frowned.
"No boom today. A boom tomorrow, always a boom tomorrow."
The woman frowned, "Babylon 5, Commander Ivonava?"
Well, you'd have thought any englishwoman would know that reference. Yet her confusion gave me enough time to activate my page teleport.
"Bye," I said in a dark male voice, as I flashed out of there.
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I laid on my futon, relaxing.
Vampires. My grandfather's enemy.
Now I fucked with them on English soil. I'd have to move again.
My sigh turned into a yelp when there was an explosion from my front door.
A swat team stormed in and subdued me in seconds.
Drat.
I coughed past the dust, debris.
"May I *cough* ask *cough cough* what's happening?"
I was then gagged and hooded.
Lovely.
They marched me out of my flat, down the stairs and into a large vehicle. Van? Truck?
"Sir Integra we have secured the target. She did not resist arrest but did ask a question. No sir, she did not attack us. ETA is twenty minutes."
Twenty minutes? Twenty minutes to my death?
I swallowed, scared.
My grandfather was better than this. At least he wouldn't kill me, even if I didn't believe in God.
Twenty minutes passed too quickly and I was marched down a gravel path into a building, down some stairs, through hallways and finally to a small room.
I was chained to a chair. My wrists and legs were secured tightly. I had a bad feeling it was to make sure I couldn't move when the torture started.
The hood was removed with a sharp jerk, taking some strands of my hair.
I blinked in the sudden light.
Drat. Pantsuit woman and pimp man "Alucard" were opposite me.
The gag was removed harshly, causing the side of my mouth to start bleeding.
Lovely.
"Do you know why you are here?"
"Due to the airport incident and your man's gun misfire most likely."
"So calm. You do realize we don't like Iscariot in our country."
"What does Judas Iscariot do with anything? I am not him even if he managed to live this long."
"Section Thirteen."
"Are you sure you aren't the crazy people here?"
"Alucard?"
"She doesn't know what we are talking about."
"How did you do the same trick Father Anderson did in Ireland?"
My face darkened, "I am not apart of anything dealing with that self-righteous stuck up cyst."
Great, he was causing me issues even when I was gone!
She pulled out a cigar.
I calmly asked, "Would it be too much to ask that you do not smoke in my presence?"
She raised an eyebrow, "Don't like smoke?"
"I've been in three different house fires due to people smoking. My nose is sensitive after that. I rather not have my nose in a twist, please," plus smoke scent in my hair.
She set the cigar back, "So why do you not like Father Anderson?"
"He didn't save my family from vampires though he claims he would have. They took my youngest brother when I was five, my oldest brother when I was ten, then finally my parents last year. I have no respect for a man that promises one thing then breaks it the next. The fact he uses God's Plan is abhorrent to me and what I follow."
"What religion do you subscribe to?"
"None. I am a humanist."
"Humanist?" she looked baffled.
"The only fate is that which people, humans, make for themselves. There is no invisible deity or deities out there looking after us. If there are, they are sick bastards and not the benevolent ones people believe in."
Alucard laughed insanely. I leaned back away from him when I caught sight of the fangs.
He didn't read as vamp to me. Drat, drat, DRAT!
"Why would a," she smiled, "bible-thumper be interested in you?"
"He had dealings with my grandfather, of which I don't know about, that seems to make him think I'll fall right in line like a good Christian. I figured as England is off-limits to him, I'd have some peace for one in a year. Didn't expect vamps to be here in public."
"Which brings us back to the matter at hand. How did you know that you wouldn't be killed?"
"I had a fifty-fifty chance the the gun was safetied. I got lucky," liar lair hoping my pants don't catch fire.
Alucard's face darkened in rage.
She considered me, "And the flying glass?"
"I have no clue who did that, who was still in the area," besides myself anyway, "but it was pretty cool. I didn't know a vamp could die by glass. I could make a fortune with shivs."
"Your records show you've had three stints into mental institutions."
"Because the general populace are stupid when it comes to the predators. They thought I was insane as I spouted about vamps."
She glared at me.
I frowned, what was she getting at?
"It shows that you were around similar incidents as the one here. Flying glass, against the laws of physics. Broken walls while in a straight-jacket. Broken wrist from across the room."
"Maybe I have a stalker. I've had a couple of those."
She smiled, "You can be straight with me, or I can have Alucard make you a vampire and take the information."
I went pale, "Make me...a vamp?"
He grinned, "Seras would love to have a sister."
Memories rose without my beckoning. Five years old and later. Fangs. The promise of slavery.
The next instant, my head was bowed, my body straining against my bonds and I was hyper-ventilating.
I felt tears from the corners of my eyes and my voice chanting, "No, no, no."
"She broke too easily, my master."
"Alex, sit up."
I slowly got up, my breath slowing and the room stayed steady.
"Tell me and I won't laugh at you like these fools did."
"How could you tell that?" I sounded wimpy.
"They way they wrote. They laughed it off."
"You break your word on this and there will be no other chance," I said harshly, my voice steading.
She nodded, "I won't laugh at what you will tell me."
My eyes flickered to the vampire.
"I can't control him that far."
I inhaled, hoping she would be the first to hear me out, "I'm what's referred to as a telekinetic with empathic tendencies if one subscribes to science fiction and/or fantasy."
"You threw up a wall that sent the vamp to your side? You broke the window and used the fragments to slice open the vampires?"
"Yes."
"Is that why Father Anderson is after you?"
"A plus if he knew. To my knowledge he doesn't know I am this powerful."
"What does he know of you?"
"I use the page teleport like he does, but my books are not the bible. I can use any book, large or small. I prefer the pocket dictionary. Until now I could pinpoint a vamp without seeing them and some of their abilities."
"Why until now?"
I looked at Alucard, "I couldn't sense he was a vamp and now I know, I don't know what he is capable of."
He grinned, "I'm more than those pitiful copies."
I shivered, "That is all I have."
"So the safety on Alucard's gun?"
"I switched it at your call of 'one' and hoped he didn't notice in time to shoot me."
She laughed, "What if he had?"
I smiled sheepishly, "I would have ejected the clip followed by a course of walls between me and the bullet with the hope the gun would blow up, otherwise I'd be dead and finding out if there really is an afterlife and I was sentenced to hell for my lack of believe."
She sat back, "You'll be staying with us until we asses your abilities under controlled conditions," she looked over at Alucard, "As we are still repairing the Hellsing manor, you'll be bunking with Alucard."
I gaped, "What!"
Alucard chuckled which quickly progressed to a full laugh.
"But, but," I so didn't want to be anywhere near the abnormal vampire.
"Are you a virgin, my dear?" Alucard leaned down, his spectacles slipping down to reveal red eyes.
"That's why I don't want to be near you."
The woman started at this, "You are a virgin?"
"Yes, I am."
"Those institutions."
I interrupted, "I concussed those who tried to take my virginity. I'm not keeping it so I'd be vampire food."
She stood, "Those are my orders. Alucard, release her from her restraints and walk her to your room."
"Yes, my master."
"What about my blood and its internal status?" I asked as she left.
She didn't respond. I looked back at the vampire.
"I'll make you a deal," he stated calmly, "You fight me in...our room with your full abilities and I won't bite you for the day."
I frowned, "I take it everyday you'll be testing me again and again?"
"I sense you even hold back and," he grinned revealing teeth gone sharky, "Then you'll be my draculina."
I swallowed, "Did you want me to open up at full or may I ramp it up at my own speed?"
He seemed to think on it, "By the end of the session you will be at maximum power."
"What if we are interrupted?"
He scowled, "Why so specific?"
"Just cuz you are a vamp does not mean I'm holding you to a lesser standard for your word than humans."
That appeased him, "Unless interrupted."
"That is agreeable. Is there any exceptions I should be aware of?"
"You would make a wonderful vampire," he waved his hand.
The chains and leather restraints fell off.
I stood, "Please lead the way, Mister Alucard."
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He had a coffin, a throne, a table with a bottle of wine, two glasses and that was it for his stuff.
On the far side of the room from the coffin sat a cot, a dresser, a desk with a computer and a dressing screen. A single lamp sat on the desk.
No reading in bed.
The bathroom was down the hall.
Kitchen up three floors.
The nearest person was supposedly Seras and she wasn't here.
Fear batted at me as I turned to face Alucard.
I was facing a different kind of vampire with my powers.
Was it safe to use my full abilities?
He grinned, "Come on."
I raised an eyebrow, then inhaled prepping myself.
"Did you want object oriented for starters or the walls like the other vamp?"
He shrugged, "Fight me. Cut me to pieces. Hurry. Hurry!" His grin flashed his blood lust.
I shattered the used wine glass, threw the pieces at him, through his heart.
He bled, his heart bouncing across the floor. He laughed as the heart melted, became centipedes.
I crushed the bugs with a wall as I thrust the glass at his throat, just to shut him up.
His hand came out of nowhere.
My shield hit his fingers, held for a second before bending inward.
I smacked him with another wall, physically dodging to the side as the one his hand was hitting crumpled. I kicked out, enhancing the blow with my full mental strength.
He hit the stone wall at his back, laughing, "Yes. More! Hurry!"
I was already taxing, damn it.
Panting, I thought of thousands of knives slashing him.
Blood flew, sprayed the wall.
I could tell it wasn't slowing him.
My head pounded, my head going dizzy as he straightened from the wall, healing before my eyes.
I went to my knees, "Drat it," I tried to get up again, only making it halfway before my legs dumped me unto the floor.
I panted, letting the cold stone sooth my poor head.
He stood over me, scowling, "That's all?"
"I've done sixteen page teleports, then the airport stuff and now this. You want more, you'll have to wait until I've recovered. I'm not some super vampire with unlimited strength, Mister Alucard." I tried to push myself up again only to collapse, "I hate being this weak."
He picked me up, bridal style, "I suppose for tonight, you'll give me a sip of blood."
I sighed, "I take it you think I didn't go full out," I pushed weakly at his chest, insulted but too much a wimp at the moment to budge him.
He set me on the bed, "I am only tasting, no bites."
"Taste from," his mouth sealed over mine.
I struggled, pushing at him, in fear.
His tongue raked the side of my lips, delivering pain.
The cut from the gag. I slowly relaxed. Drat it. My first kiss was from a vamp tasting my blood.
He straightened, "You are a virgin," he smirked, pleased.
"Done for tonight?" I asked, though I was already falling asleep now I was horizontal on a rather comfortable bed.
"I look forward to tomorrow."