It was a beautiful twilit day, which it was almost every day, and I was on my way home to my 'adoptive' parents, when three of the third strongest Strugglers, besides Seifer and Setzer, got in my way.

"How's it going emo?"

I sighed. "What do you want now Johnson? Help with your chemistry homework?"

"You little shit! Better show some more respect to us. There's three of us, and only one of you. The odds aren't really in your favor," said Sam Kopta.

I turned towards him. "Why do you hang out with these guys cuz? I'm not entirely sure Aunt Dusty would approve."

Sam didn't say anything.

"Because we're better than you're family runt. Who cares about learning magic when people can see us play and win tournaments?"

"Oh? I think the odds are just fine, and with learning magic you don't lose brain cells with the constant blows to your head."

"You cheeky little…" said James Newton.

He swung and I ducked.

I smirked. "Seems I was right. You do lose brain cells, and you can't hit the broad side of a barn. It's amazing you were even able to make it to the semi-finals."

Newton swung again, and I ducked low and got him in the gut, and nearly sending him flying ten feet into the air. Next that swung was Johnson as he swung a haymaker at me. But, it was intercepted by my cousin Sam.

"You know what? Fuck you guys," he said as he delivered a crippling uppercut to his apparent former friend's jaw.

"Well, what do you know! You decided to finally break off the collective mind act huh? Good for you."

"You know, ever since you went to stay with Aunt Val and Uncle Jim, you've made life very interesting Hades."

I bowed. "I try. I mean how hum drum can you get here? In the middle of god damned Sunset Terrace with almost nothing to do? That just screams 'someone just kill me now'! I'd rather live closer to town. At least I wouldn't get too bored."

"Oh god. After that debacle at your last school you mean? Yen Sid had to talk the fucking TDC out of not putting you into custody!"

"Eh, anyway they should know better by now anyway," I grinned.

"Well no shit Sherlock. I mean honestly, who else pulls a gun on the Director of the TDC, gets magically blasted into near oblivion over 30 times, and gets up and laughs?!"

I smirked. "Well, I am my father's son after all."

"That much is true. Besides, after that little stunt, what did you say to him that didn't have you banished?"

"I told him there were quite possibly a few moles who reported to Xemnas and his Organization when they were in power."

I saw him shudder. "What did you do to those poor bastards?"

I said as nonchalantly as I could, with a shit eating grin, "I ate them of course," as I landed the last blow to the two would be thugs.

"How many does that make now for your collection? Over 300,000?"

"You're way off cousin. Try closer to 400,000." I proceeded to absorb the blood spilt by Johnson and Newton. I saw that they were paid a hefty sum of 10,000 Munny to try and capture me, or to end me. The person that paid them wore a type of red and black organic suit. I could not see his face, because it was covered in a silver helmet with shattered black glass.

"Hmm, who are you…masked boy."

"What's wrong cousin? You kind of dazed off for a second."

I waved him off. "Nothing important. Anyway," I said grabbing my things, "thanks for the hand."

Sam smiled. "What's family for?"

I smirked back. "Helping kick ass and taking names," I bumped my fist with his.

He bumped back and I left for home.

My name is Hades Dracula Tepes-Hellsing. My father is, Vlad Tepes III or as people liked to call him Vlad the Impaler, or more simply, Count Dracula; my mother, Seras Victoria a.k.a police girl; my grandmother, master of my father, Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing; and my dear uncle and butler to the Hellsing organization, Walter C. Dornez. Standing at 6 feet, 5 and ¾ inches, I am the epitome of vampire perfection. I have purple eyes, a mix between my father and mother. I have the capacity to care for human life like my mom. But, I have every bit the lunacy and craze for blood and a good fight as my father.

I must confess though. Where I live now, and where I'm from are two totally different places. I am living in a different universe than where my parents are. I'm in a place that has beings made from the Darkness in people's Hearts, and creatures that are grey and white that are left over from a person with a strong Heart. I have fought things that could give other people nightmares. Of course I was trained to fight these beings by my teacher Yen Sid. I was also given letters by my father in ways how to use my vampiric powers; even though I sometimes have to live off of donated blood.

My adoptive mother works as a nurse in the local hospital, and gives me almost expired blood bags from the stockpile in the hospital. In my 16 years of life, or I guess unlife, I have had many bullies who ridiculed me for my looks, the pallor of my skin, the things I wear. Which consist of a purple trench coat, hat, and blood red gloves with my restrictions, purple glasses, and blood red shoes. Unfortunately, we have also had to move around a lot because of my appetite and temper. In total, I have consumed over 382,547 people because of the ridicule that they put onto me and my adoptive family. My three brothers and my two sisters have also come under fire because of me. But, each and every one of the bullies, and assholes that have ridiculed us, has been eliminated. Even the ones who I heard offend my adoptive parents, whom I killed and consumed, after I found them again. 382,547 people 'lost' or 'missing' in a lot of the twenty worlds I had once called home. Now, we reside in Twilight Town.

When I heard the news that we had to move out of Traverse Town, and were moving here, I was thoroughly disappointed. The one place I that was the most boring of all the worlds, and I live here.

"Mum? Dad? I'm back from school." I looked around, and it seemed that everyone was out. I shrugged my shoulders, and set my bag down on the table, where I noticed a strange envelope with my teacher's wax seal of a crooked tower. I opened it, and it read:

'My student Hades Dracula Tepes-Hellsing, with your strength you have gotten rid of a lot of unsavory characters throughout the worlds. For that and other reasons, I applaud you. You have also shown people how Light and Darkness can go hand in hand. For that my student, was your Mark of Mastery Exam, and you have passed with flying colors, learning to not just be one with your Darkness, but to also temper it with the Light in your Heart. For three years in your original universe you have been gone, but you have aged 16 thanks to the time displacement here. But, to the original reason I have written this letter. It is time for you to go home. Your family needs you. I have also gotten reports saying there are Heartless and Nobodies there also.

A threat that they cannot face is rising, one that could destroy your home world. I now take a page out of your grandmother's book, Search and Destroy Master Hades, Search and Destroy. Happy hunting.

Sincerely,

Master Yen Sid.'

When I folded the letter back up, I noticed another envelope. I opened it, and inside were a set of keys, and another letter.

'Also, have a Happy Birthday Hades.'

There were even directions to where to find the thing the keys went to. I went to our magically enlarged garage and looked inside. I took a look, and there was a large tarp covering something. It looked to be 25 feet long and 8 feet wide. I looked at the keychain and saw a power button. I pushed it, and what started sounded like a monster. The wind from the engine alone blew off the tarp and revealed a car the likes of which I've never seen. It was midnight black with red flames one the sides and hood. It had six wheels, and a few what looked like toolboxes near the tires themselves. Coming out of the hood were 16 exhaust pipes.

I caressed the hood and made my way to the front. I saw red on the wall, and low and behold, there were blood red headlights like the cars of the 1940's. There was even a red roof. I slowly got in and marveled at the inside. Inside was a black leather interior with red flames going up the back of the three seats. All the instruments that displayed speed, gas, oil, heat, and antifreeze were all in blood red. But, there was something else on the dash. I picked it up. It was a license plate.

I started laughing because the plate read: BEATNGU. I laughed until my sides hurt and tears were coming out of my eyes.

"Oh Sid, you're such a treat." I then got out and put the plate on the back where it belonged. I backed up out of the garage, and onto the street. I looked across both ways and floored it to the station. I fish tailed up the steps and onto the tracks. When I was nearly to Sunset Hill, I concentrated on my Corridor powers. Yen Sid and I agreed that these corridors could prove quite useful when necessary. Then, at the other side of the tunnel, a corridor appeared. I smirked, "Mom, Dad, Uncle Walter, Grandma Hellsing; I'm finally coming home!" I drove through the portal, laughing as I was doing so, and was in England.