What is the purpose of the Disregard? Well, after rereading my two Hellsing companion fics Disgrace and Dishonor, this weird idea to expand upon things has just come to me thanks to the influence of a wonderful writer called Alucard's Famliar. She's written by far the best (and most odd) Hellsing crossover I've found, so go check her out, and be sure to read Life Bond.

Hopefully this will be humorous. No promises though. It may just be insightful as to the MO of the characters of the fics. Or it may not explain a thing other than Mew shouldn't be allowed near a computer.

This first installment comes from about chapter 5 from Disgrace. (Devries b'day, Aug 5, Anika's b'day, May 4)

(Wedding jitters, Anika's birth, 10 year old Devries, Seras with a map

~*~Chapter 1~*~
The World's Last Sagacious Period

"I'm not going." The Vampiress Argetni mumbled as she laid her head on the bar while she sat on the high stool sipping from a blood packet that she held hidden in her black coat's lapel pocket. "Nothing could drag me to marry that bastard."
"Master. . . ." Argetni just sighed, looking out of the corner of her reddened eyes at the vampire clad in red that just appeared next to her. "You do not have to bow to the whims of humans any longer. We can leave this country and be free of the Organization forever."
"Alucard, the Organization is my life. You know that no matter how much I complain, I must serve the Hellsing reputation."
"Was your life." With a smirk, the elder vampire leaned over his fledgling's shoulder, biting her ear to draw just the faintest drop of blood from the wound before healing it with his tongue. "You have transcended your humanity Master. The petty challenges and rituals that mortals participate in mean nothing, just as the Hellsing Organization does now."
Pushing hard with her elbow Argetni made a blow to the lower part of Alucard's stomach, Argetni stood from the bar, walking toward the door and heading out in to the warm night. "I may not want to produce an heir with that bastard, but I have a sacred duty Alucard. You may never understand such an idea, but what could I expect from such a monster?" Sighing, the fledgling lit a cigar as she walked out of view of the few mortals that lingered around the area before moving at a speed that no one would be able to see her pass, unless that someone was another vampire. ~Though I do not technically lead the Organization anymore, my son will take my place in time, and I must produce this child so I can be free of the bonds of Hellsing.~

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"Sit still Sir!" Seras whined as she continued trying to place roses and lace in Integral's hair. "I know you hate dressing like a woman, but try to do this for Harker's sake! He'd hate to be marrying someone in a white tuxedo!"
"Just hurry up Lieutenant." Argetni growled as she dug her fingers in to the chair's arms, peeling away layers of wood with her fingernails. "We have no need for a dress and all this bloody nonsense. I said that we should just sign a certificate and- OW! Pay attention to what you're doing!"
Hiding a smirk, Seras gently combed her fingers through the lock of hair she had just yanked quite purposefully before pinning it up correctly. "Sorry Sir. My hand slipped."
"Like hell it did. . . ." Integral grumbled as she glared at her reflection in the mirror. White was a bloody stupid color to be wearing for the wedding. She definitely wasn't a virgin anymore, and with her graying skin tone the former Integral Hellsing looked positively corpse-like in her wedding dress. "Do we have anything to make my face at least appear alive?"
"I have darkening powder that Walter bought. It's right there in front of you. Go ahead and put some on while I continue making your hair look like a princess'."
While Seras continued pinning Argetni's hair so her veil would fit properly upon her head, the young succubus grabbed the bottle nearest her on the counter. Like everything else Seras owned, this bottle was missing its label, but why would the Police Girl lie about the medicine or makeup, whatever Walter gave her.
Unscrewing the jar, Argetni dipped two fingers in to the white cream, smearing it over her face quite thickly, but the application appeared to be even. "This had better work."

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Argetni stared at her reflection in the mirror, growing more and more angry with each passing moment. The Police Girl hadn't given her darkening cream. . . .she'd given her Esoterica, and now she was as white as her dress.
"I swear I will not go through with this." Argetni growled as she felt a cold hand upon her shoulder. "She's going to die Alucard. She's going to know pain before she goes to hell."
The eldest vampire just chuckled. "If you would have followed her instructions, you wouldn't be in this mess, Miss Hellsing."
"Tell Harker to go home. I'm not getting married."
Sighing, Alucard turned his master around, holding her arms in what would have been a bone-crushing grip against her sides had she not possessed vampiric strength. His newest fledgling was never the easiest being to read, even when she was mortal she had been difficult, but Alucard just chuckled as he looked down at his master. "You're afraid of being bound to that man, or any man for that matter."
"I am not! I just think it is completely pointless to have a ceremony to be married to someone that I'm not going to stay married to for even a year!"
Alucard just smirked. "Then why are you trembling? Are you afraid of a mortal?"
"How DARE you suggest such a thing!" Sighing, the blond pushed herself out of her creator's grip, heading toward the stairs that led to where the ceremony would be taking place in the chapel inside Hellsing Manor. "Hurry up or you'll miss the wedding. And make certain that Walter and some other human is present. We need this to be legal for the transition of power to flow smoothly."