Now, this young boy happened to be their son, Alucard Hellsing. His face looked almost like an exact replica of Alucard's, only with a bit darker skin. He looked as if Alucard would if he were fourteen, or somewhere in the area. On his desk sat a picture of a girl with light blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. Next to her, was a man with pale white skin, and dark hair, with gleaming red eyes, in front of them were two children, quite young, both with red eyes and dark hair - him, and his sister, Kura.
As he sat there, he remembered the days his mother would take them out to firework shows during the night, since they couldn't be out during day, and the times that she would take them swimming in the oceans when they were a little older.
For you see, Alucard had always adored his mother. He wished that he could take a bullet for her, that he could follow in her footsteps. This he did, even though, his mother had passed on. He remembered that quite well too. His father, older sister, Kura, and himself crowded around her death bed, when he was the mere age of seven. Two years later, his father was killed on a mission that his uncle had given him.
When little Alucard found out his father, the Nosferatu that gave him the power to protect his mother, was killed, he went aywaul. He brutally attacked and killed his uncle, and had inherited the Hellsing Organization, as his mother had wished. He was running over some papers, realizing there was another outbreak of the artificial vampires in London. While he was doing this, a girl with bright blonde hair and red eyes like his own walked in.
"Good evening, Sir Alucard," she had said, the minute she walked into the door.
"Oh, Hello, Seras," he replied without looking up, and picked up his cup of coffee. "This is getting boring, indeed.."
"What, sir?"
"These artificial vampires, giving me all the trouble of going down to exterminate their asses. When I was younger, I thought it might be fun.. Now I realise, it's just a load of shit."
"I suppose so, sir," Seras replied.
"Get me another cup of coffee; I'm going to need it," Alucard snapped.
"Right away, sir."
"And stop calling me "sir". You can address me as Alucard."
"Yes, Alucard," she humbly said, and bowed as if to acknowledge her dismissal.
She turned to leave, and Alucard had a weird thought. Did he fancy this girl? HELL NO. How could he fancy his servant? It was preposterous. He yawned as he looked over the rest of the papers.
The next day, Alucard awoke with a strange feeling.. One that made him feel all tingly. Was he, the great No Life Prince, afraid? That's stupid, why would he be afraid, he couldn't be. There was no reason.
Then he realized what had awoken him. He heard the screams of his servant, of Seras. He shot up, and ran out into the hallway, to only find Seras against the wall, brutally murdered.
He saw who had done it, none other. The ghosts of his mother and father. "MOTHER-- WHY!" he shouted, as he almost broke into tears.
"You cannot let love get in the way of your work. You are a Hellsing, and I forbid it."
Holding Seras' body close, he twitched. "You bitch..."
"What?" his mother asked him, confused.
"You don't understand, mother. You don't understand what I meant to Seras, what she meant to me." Alucard spat.
"It seems to me as if you loved her."
"I don't know if I did or not, but you killed her before I found out.. Why would you take away that chance before I can complete it?"
"Because, I'm your mother, and I tell you, I forbid it. End of discussion." With that, Integra disappeared, leaving Alucard and Seras alone.
Alucard hugged the girl's body closer to his, licking the blood from her face. She didn't need to die like this.. He shouldn't have let her.