Title: The Circle Continues (tentative title)
Authors: Essie Aster and Thess (she has to be difficult)
Category: Crossovers - Dracula/Hellsing
Genre: Supernatural/Drama
Rating: PG-13 for suggestive dialogue and thematic elements
Summary: Integra van Hellsing is cast into earth of the late 19th century by one of Major Krieg's experiments and encounters the unbound form of her servant Alucard.
Disclaimer: Why do we have to do this again??
A/N: Co-authored story, actually two people blending characters and ideas and me writing them in narrative. This was originally a dialogue based crossover, so that's the reason for the massive amounts of dialogue. I cut out quite a bit of it and added more narration to balance, so yell at me if there seems to be too much talking. There was a lot of Hellsing backstory in those characters' dialogues. I tried to incorporate most of it into the narration to aid in minimizing redundancy for those of you who actually know the storyline.
As it is a crossover, and you know that up front, no yelling at either of us because it's too 'out there.' The story is actually quite logical and avoids the massive unrealisticness (is that a word?) of most crossovers I've read. (ok, so there is some crazy supernaturalness about it, but come on, it's Hellsing and Dracula. Throw me a bone.) Ok, that's all for now, and if somebody can think of a good title for this, let me know :P
Chapter 1
- Lazarus
It was her family's cemetery, part of the van Hellsing legacy - death. Soldiers, nobles, commanders, all of them silent in small graves buried beneath six feet of earth. Many of the headstones were worn down by time, but in her monthly circuit Sir Integral Wingates van Hellsing always found a few fresh graves on which to lay her flowers. Laying a small bundle down on the most recent grave the young woman whispered with a tinge of bitterness, 'For honour, duty, and country.'
Rising to her feet she looked up at the night sky, slowly reddening overhead. 'What in God's name...?' she breathed before she felt her body dissolve into nothing.
The transition was brief, hardly the span of a heartbeat, but when Integra's body reformed in another cemetery she was cursing the powers that be and the entirety of the supernatural realm.
Where the hell am I now? she thought as waves of dizziness passed through her. If this is another one of Alucard's tricks he is really going to pay for it.
Integra collected herself and straightened her suit, beginning to explore the cemetery. The night was darker than it had been before, with only a thin silvery glow reflecting from the crescent moon, paling the cold headstones. The air was cool and misty with a thin layer of fog covering the earthen graves. And so she stumbled upon a recently dug grave, hardly a day old. Catching her balance she glanced at the name engraved on the stone: Jonathan Harker. Her eyes widened slightly before narrowing into a frown as the fog began to thicken.
Speak of the devil, she thought. 'You can come out,' she said aloud. 'That old trick doesn't scare me anymore.'
There was hardly a pause before a cold, mirthless laughter rolled out from the shadows. Integra spun to locate the sound, but the echo it created could not be traced. Suddenly a dark figure stepped out from the shadows, barely revealing himself to her back.
'Where does such a sweet little thing get so much fire?' he asked, his voice rich and deep, seductive, with the barest hint of a Slavic accent.
Integra spun quickly, drawing and raising her gun as she eyed the figure's dark hair and cloaked form. That's not Alucard, she thought as she adjusted her aim. 'One more step and you'll burn in hell,' she hissed.
The figure chuckled and began to walk boldly toward her. 'I must admit I am terrified by your brazen words.' Smiling softly and locking her gaze he continued, 'Perhaps something to calm you?'
'I'm the one who asks the questions,' Integra stated as she shot at his shoulder, but the bullet never found its target.
The figure disappeared in a column of mist, only to rematerialize directly behind her, his quiet laughter right by her ear and his hand on her shoulder. 'And you are doing wonderfully, lady,' he whispered mockingly in her ear.
Integra turned quickly, exchanging her gun for her sabre and thrusting it into his abdomen. His eyes squinted slightly and his jaw clenched in pain.
'Don't touch me, nosferatu,' Integra commanded in a deadly voice. 'And its sir, not lady.'
The vampire growled and backhanded the woman away from him. 'That was not wise, sir,' he spat.
Integra had staggered backward, but was otherwise unfazed by the attack and responded in a crisp military manner. 'Silence. State your name and business.'
The vampire crossed his arms over his chest, his body already regenerating from the wound. He looked at her with a smug expression and a slight smirk. 'A bit pushy for a woman, if I may.' Dropping his arms into the folds of his cloak, his smile faded. Taking a step toward her he warned, 'You should know it is not safe to play in a graveyard at night.'
'Terrified,' Integra retorted dryly and cast him a fearless look. When the vampire took another step toward her she touched his neck with the point of her sabre. 'Are you working for that neo-nazi trash? You don't strike me as a FREAK.'
Pushing the sabre away from him, the vampire chuckled and locked onto Integra's. 'You may wish to put that away before you hurt yourself.' His smirk showed his fangs, glinting white in the moonlight.
'If you don't close your mouth, you'll loose those fangs,' Integra warned.
'Brave words for a human,' he said dropping his voice again. 'You're either insane or plain foolhardy. Or perhaps it would please you to join me.'
Integra pulled out her gun again and aimed it at his heart. 'I am a Hellsing, you are a vampire. It is my holy duty to destroy nosferatu like you.'
The vampire raised his eyebrows and ceased his advance. His eyes glinting red in the moonlight held a mild amusement at the woman and her words. 'Van Helsing. Fascinating turn, though I must admit you look nothing like him.'
'You speak of him as though he were still alive,' Integra commented, keeping the gun pointed at his chest.
'For the time being, I suppose,' the vampire said, gently pushing the gun away from him and reaching out to touch Integra's long hair.
Integra defiantly slapped his hand away. 'That's impossible. He's been dead for decades -'
The vampire grabbed a fistful of the hair at the back of her head and pushed her toward himself, growling. 'Strike me again, woman, and you'll regret it.'
Gritting his teeth he released Integra and shoved her away. 'Believe what you will about that fool professor. I care not.'
'Insult me or my family again and you will regret it, vampire. Abraham van Hellsing was a knight of the court -'
The vampire cut her off again with a short laugh. 'A knight of the court? He's a pathetic old fool who didn't know we existed until he encountered me...'
He stopped suddenly, waiting silent as if he was listening for something. His smile slowly turned wicked as he heard a faint rustling in the earth.
'Do you wish to see the results of your ancestor's noble crusades? As Madame Harker.' He gestured behind Integra at a feminine figure emerging from the shadows. 'His meaningless confrontations did nothing to stop me.' His smile turned serious as his eyes bore into the stubborn Integra. 'Nor will they ever.'
'You talk as though you were Dracula,' Integra said with a laugh, refusing to look at the creature who was coming up from behind her. 'You're a terrible liar.'
The vampire, in truth the Count, raised his eyebrows, his expression still serious and his eyes unmoving, as the female vampire passed Integra and stopped by his side. Mina glanced up at Dracula for a moment then turned to smile wickedly at Integra, eyeing her as a predator eyes its prey.
'A present for my Jonathan when he awakens, my lord?'
A/N: Hm...well, thanks for the reviews. I'm sure Thess will be glad to know that you think Integra (yes I call her Integra unless she's saying her entire name cause Integral is just too darn hard to think) is in character (for now, mwahaha. hehe, hey, it's me. I follow whatever storyline I want. *weg*) Anywho. Yes I could use some help with the title. It was a spur of the moment 'this sounds like crap but I'm using it cause it's all I've got.' So if you have any ideas, feel free to share :D Btw, cutting a chapter off in the climax of a scene isn't usually my style, but if you've been following my work lately, I've been experimenting with different styles so yeah, deal.
