This was a response to a request from ShiroHollow96

I do not own Hellsing or Fairy Tail.

Now, I am actually very excited for this crossover and experimenting with this character. I only watched the Hellsing anime so I don't know very much about Hans, though I did read up on him in the Hellsing Wikia. I apologize for any OOCness that may or may not occur, but will be likely to. I will be trying my best to keep a good handle on his character but I cannot guarantee anything. Before anyone starts freaking out, it says nowhere in the Hellsing Wikia about Hans being mute, so he can in fact talk, he just doesn't do it very much. As such I will try to be keeping his dialogue to an absolute minimum.

Just one more confession I have to make before I let you get on with the story. *Deep Breath* I do actually feel really bad about not letting Hans die and putting him the world of Fairy Tail instead, considering how happy he was to die, but I couldn't resist the chance to experiment with this crossover.

Somewhere, in a valley in Fiore, a small, blue flame appeared, spreading into the form of a man. He was shirtless, though he wore dark green pants that were tucked into brown, military boots, and had white gloves on his hands. His eyes shot open to reveal red eyes. Many thoughts ran through his head, though they all came back to the same question. Why am I still alive?

He had been killed by Seras Victoria, the only vampire sired by Dracula, or rather, Alucard as he was called these days. He'd wanted it, welcomed it's sweet embrace with a joyous grin. So why was he lying on the grass in some valley. Was this the afterlife? Could werewolves even go to the afterlife, even besides hell? If this was hell, then it didn't look like people thought, and Hans also highly doubted it was heaven.

"LISANNA!" he heard a girl scream.

He looked over to see what could only have been a demon. There were two white haired girls in front of it. Hans was surprised he hadn't noticed them before. The younger of the two girls, the one with the short hair, stood in front of the collapsed older one, her arms spread wide as she approached the beast.

"Ne, nii-san, it's me, Lisanna. I'm your little sister, remember?" she said, smiling at the demon in front of her.

Hans eyes widened in surprise. This thing was that girl's brother?

"Lisanna, don't!" the older of the two cried.

"It's okay, Nee-san. Elfman-nii would never hurt us." Lisanna said gently.

The demon roared and raised a large hand to slap her away. Without thinking, Hans' body moved on its own and he blocked the demon's blow with one hand. He vaguely registered the gasps of the two girls before he charged forward and kicked the great beast in the chest, sending it flying backwards into a mountain, blood flying from its mouth as it roared in pain.

Hans didn't give the beast a chance to recover and kicked the side of its head almost immediately after, sending it flying again. It was laying on the unconscious, ready to be finished off. He raised his fist to rip out its heart when the two girls threw themselves on top of the beast. He paused in surprise, though he could have easily killed all three of them right there.

The younger looked up at him with tears pricking her eyes. "What do you think you're doing! Why are you trying to kill Nii-san!" she demanded as the older glared at him.

Hans didn't answer. His red eyes widened in surprise though, as the beast began shrinking down until it turned into a young, tanned man with white hair. So that explained why the girls kept calling him brother, though did that mean they could all turn into demons? He shook his head slightly and turned to leave. He had no further business here, and killing them would be pointless.

"Wait! What's your name?!" the older of the girls demanded.

He stopped and looked back at them, examining them for a few moments. Finally, he answered them. "Hans." he said before leaving.

The older of the girls stood, even though he couldn't see her, and shouted after him. "THANK YOU FOR HELPING LISANNA!"

Hans froze. He couldn't remember the last time someone had genuinely thanked him for anything. It had definitely been a long, long time. He very nearly turned back to look at the three siblings but continued walking away. However, he got the feeling it wouldn't be the last he saw of the three.

Hope you enjoyed the prologue and please leave a review.