prelude

How long has it been since I last tasted that sweet sweet blood? How long have I been asleep? How long was it that my master sealed me? Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing my beloved master. I killed every last vampire that dared made their presence known to the Hellsings. I am trying to remember what had happened.

"Alucard the vampire race is extinct except for you and Seras. She can cope but you can't. I'm sorry servant but you need to be sealed for a future generation incase vampires should ever return" A voice echoed in my head. It is amusing that she always apologizes to me when I am nothing more than her sword and her shield for the country I tried to take over so long ago. But now there was a different girl infront of me. Her blood is on my tongue. That sweet and delicious blood of a Hellsing. I looked at the girl who was obviously scared but what's this? She is wearing that disgusting outfit of a nun. A hellsing working for the Vatican? Her hair was crimson red while her eyes were ocean blue that was filled with such innocence that it made me shiver at what horrors I could inflict on this sweet little girl. However these seals restrict me, not that I can't break them after all they are from what I suspect from my tremendous increase in power over a few hundred or thousand years old. If I wish I can kill this girl but that wouldn't be fun. Besides I feel something in this world something very amusing. Whats this now? A vampire if it could be called that is moving to kill her. I smiled as I waited for the vampire to get close enough for me to catch it by surprise. I take her head and start drinking the blood. I snarl as i realise this blood is warm. A vampire thats alive? Not that I care blood is blood. They all stare at me and I smile that same insolent smile that is always on my face. I bow before her and say these now ancient words. "Your orders? Miss Hellsing"