Chap. 1: Vladimir Hellsing
Alucard was taking a stroll.
He'd just finished a mission in the neighborhood, a nasty infestation that had been gathering in one of the cookie-cutter houses.
He had been given liberty to roam around and have a bite to drink, so long as it were hobo or something not innocent. He'd just had a rather good one, actually. Surprisingly good, considering it wasn't littered with disease and sickness that most homeless had.
He was about to have another one, in fact, as he saw one digging through someone's trash, when he heard the sound of a baby crying.
It sounded like it was outside, not tucked within its warm blankets in a crib.
He shrugged. So a baby was outside. Maybe his mother was with him, enjoying the night like himself, even though it was rather cold for a human to be able to enjoy it, much less put their child through.
"It is no concern of mine anyway." With that thought, he stalked toward his prey again, a wicked smile on his face.
"You poor soul. Digging through the trash for your next meal." he said, making the man jump and turn, startled as he had not heard Alucard coming. He looked in horror at the crimson clad figure in front of him, seeing the sharp toothed grin that would have made the Cheshire cat shit bricks and then have a heart attack.
"For a fair price, I could end your suffering of living on the streets." Alucard said, impersonating a salesman. The grin accompanied by two sharp teeth didn't seem to bring the man any joy at his offer, though.
"V-V- Vampire!" the man cried, and turned and ran.
Alucard smiled as he began to chase his prey…
But it was stopped short as he heard the cry of the baby again. It was starting to get annoying, as it had really never stopped since he heard it the first time.
He really shouldn't care, but there was just something nagging at him, which rarely happened, and not so much that it was as consuming as it was.
Looking after his prey, he decided he could not enjoy the meal with that incredibly annoying crying. "The man was probably sick anyway. His blood probably wouldn't have been good," He thought to himself as he moved in the direction of the crying.
He arrived across the street from a house, looking like all the others, as was par the usual in a cookie-cutter neighborhood. Really, how could such a thing be appealing? To be like everyone else? It was rather boring in his opinion.
On the front porch was the baby; wrapped, but seeming to be cold despite this. He saw the door to the house open and a fat, burly man and a frail woman looked out at the baby.
"What the fuck is this?" the man said as his wife knelt down to pick up what looked to be an envelope. She opened it and started reading, a look of disgust forming on her face.
"That's rather odd. I'd been under the impression women are normally overjoyed to find a baby at their doorstep." Alucard mused to himself. Though at the same time, he imagined what Integra would look like; surely not disgusted, but certainly grim. He chuckled. "Then again, Integra does happen to run a whole army to herself- I'm sure she believes she raises too many children as it is."
With another chuckle, he focused back on the scene.
"It's my devil of a sister's." The women said, looking up at her husband with a sneer.
The man gave a sneer as well, "Leave it then. I'll not have that sort of evil in my home."
With that, the women nodded and they closed the door, leaving the child where it was.
Alucard raised an eyebrow. He was honestly curious now. They had called the child evil. He- being the Nosferatu, Undead King, Dracula himself- just had to know what was so "evil" about a mere child, a babe no less.
He walked across the street and picked the child up- dully noticing he stopped crying and was just whimpering slightly.
What he did take notice of was the slight prickle of magic that surrounded the child.
He smiled maliciously, "A baby wizard to be, eh?" he said to the infant.
He studied the child some more, seeing the emerald green eyes, raven black hair and... something hidden under the bangs. He brushed them back and saw a lightning shaped scar, as long as two fingers were wide and one finger wide.
He heard the baby giggle, and looked it in the eyes, watching as it reached towards his face, which was taking on a dull, but still amused look.
"Daddy..." he said in that gargled voice only babies could do.
Alucard raised an amused eyebrow at him. Curious as to why the boy said such a thing, he went through the infant's mind, finding a man holding him.
The man had hair just like Alucard's and the shape of his face wasn't that far off from his too. All the rest was blurred, as the boy still had not developed his vision yet.
Alucard smiled. "It'd be interesting having a wizard child... You already think I'm your father..." Alucard said, and after studying the child for a few more seconds, grinned. "Alright then. I hereby claim you as my son."
Alucard opened his portal and stepped in with his adopted son, a dark laugh echoing into the night- scaring the Dursley's, and causing Dudley to have nightmares for years after.
He reappeared in his master's office.
Integra looked up at his entrance, surprised he'd be back so early. She then saw the bundle in his hands.
"Alucard... what is that?" she asked, suspicion laced in her voice- this was Alucard after all, anything he did that was odd was to be taken with the utmost caution.
"A baby." he replied simply, tickling its chin, as if this happened every day.
"And why, pray tell, is there a baby in my office? Hell, why is there even a baby in my home? Where did you get it? And why did you take it?"
"I found him on the doorstep of some mortals. They took one look at him and then left him there. As for why I took him, two reasons... The first is because he thinks me to be his father-"
"Since when do you like taking care of human children?" Integra interrupted.
"Mind you, Master, I quite enjoyed watching you grow up and helping you out." Alucard gave a devilish grin and Integra sneered in return.
"And the other reason…?"
"The other reason is he is a wizard to be."
At this, Integra blinked in shock. She hasn't seen another wizard in a long time, even if this one was only a child. Sure, she had seen the occasional one that passed her on the street- they were always easy to spot, what with her ability to feel their magical aura, but it was a dead giveaway because they never could manage to dress like a muggle- but she hardly counted them. The last one she saw was, in fact, her own father.
The Hellsing family was one of the few remaining pure-blood wizarding families left in the wizarding world. Very few now, as she was now the only living descendant.
She got up and walked over to Alucard and the child.
She studied it, taking in the raven black hair- the same as Alucard's- the emerald green eyes, and- curious as to why it was there- a lightning shaped scar.
She knew all too well that if Alucard did something this absurd, then he was serious...
And was going to be stubborn about it.
She already knew of the problems involved in raising a child, so thought of the benefits of raising one- a magical child, at that.
If anything was to happen to her, and they trained the boy right, he could take over; he could become an illegitimate heir to the Hellsing Organization. He could also help Walter with his work, becoming a well versed gentleman- something this world was greatly in need of. He had the power that was required in her field of work as well.
Yes, this could work in Integra's favor. Alucard could play a little mind trickery to convince those opposed to the illegitimate hire.
"Hmm... What are you going to name him?"
Alucard smiled at Integra, glad he'd won.
He looked at the child. He went through the child's mind again to see what his name had been and if it had stuck.
"Who would name their kid that?" Alucard said with a look of great dislike.
"What?"
"It appears that he was named Harry Potter. Hum oh... Well, I'll not have a child I'm raising called 'Harry'. Luckily it has not stuck with him completely yet."
Alucard went into silence as he thought of the perfect name.
He smiled. "Vladimir. Vladimir Hellsing."