Disclaimer: No, I don't own hellsing or any of the characters, though I truly wish I did.
Me: (cracks fingers) Hello to all be it new fans and or old, I greet you all warmly! This is the continuation from my past Hellsing fanfic, so best to read that first before going to this one, but if not, that's cool to, I ain't stoppin ya, but I do hope it fits your manytastes... and to start this off, each chapter begins right where I left off from the last (not including the first Ch.)
So sit back, relax and see what happens, enjoy!
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London, England. Since the last true rebellion of humans and when the Vatican fell to the wrath of flames, twenty years had passed and near ten years ago did the humans and creatures of light come by with a uneasy but solid truce with those of the darkness. Life of both dark and light began to mix, were people and vampires mingled with humans as did the occasional harpy, dragon and so on, so forth. With the waning winter sun fully risen to the middle of the clear blue sky, a gentle cool breeze whistled softly all around the bustling city below. The city of London looked near exact like it had twenty years, yet much had been changed and added to. Through the many streets, huge spindly black bark trees bare of any leaves, were all around carrying pigeons who cooed their usual cries. Seagulls softly glided all around calling their sharp notes into the clear air as other birds flittered about. Upon the buildings ivy of black color slinked over the chipped brick walls as a good deal of humans wandered on the streets, but then again, it wasn't all just humans down below.
Even after twenty years of vampires rule, the humans were still very uneasy, but still spoke of life, they lived their life they way they were given. Many even still manned shops, deli's, restaurants... to a untrained eye, the city looked more like a old normal city. To the trained eye... rising above the building rooftops into the sun filled sky, if one would look closely at the city's inhabitants, very few humans were actually around as others who looked human wore very real ears be it wolf, cat, fox... any of the near sort. Laying past the big Ben tower that seemed untouched by the hand of darkness... beyond them all, near the center of the desolate city rested the main domain.
Surrounding the near thirty acres of land, towered massive pine trees and weeping willows that held near black bark on their rough hides as between and in the branches of all the trees be it willow, pine or spider like... stone sculptures of demonic eight eyed dogs sat there on the ground as within the trees rested other winged forms made of black stone with to many forms to give any comparison to from everyday beasts. Within the massive amount of land rested the black structure looming over all as the very shadow of darkness. Carrying six towers with sharp points hung on top, the entire castle was lathered in the gothic architecture of mixed black marble and solid black metal, sculptures of vicious skeleton beasts, dragons, demons were scattered all around looming like the very structure they rested upon. Within the center of the castle, rested a courtyard about the size of two football fields with soft weeping willows placed what seemed near random in the courtyard. Within the dead center of the courtyard rested some odd fountain that was blurred out from a thin layer of swirling lazy fog that consumed the entire courtyard like dry ice.
In the front of the castle from the beginning of the massive land fully changed to its master's will, a demonic black skull as large as a two story building itself rested on the very entrance with a gape large enough to allow a small car to fit within perfectly in the company of still enough room to maneuver. The bottom jaw was engrained within the ground of black seemingly polished penny sized rocks allowing only the ebony sharp teeth to be exposed on either side as the risen skull in a silent roar shimmered from the soft daylight on the smooth surface. Past the gaping jaws of the demon skull rose what seemed inverted ribs rising from the ground like morbid trees and curling above with sharp points. On every other black rib of the same smooth texture as the skull, rested black creatures made of stone as large as a full grown man. With wings of bat like texture folded slightly flared, the bodies looked to that of demonic bats with a jagged beak instead of a furry muzzle. Their eyes were shut as if in a dormant slumber. Little did the inexperienced know, that dormant state would leave whenever a unwanted 'guest' got to close to the castle.
Beyond the castle's front pathway made of polished stones, there rested a go around made from risen hump in the ground covered in long wild grass that surrounded a near ten foot sculpture of a vicious snarling demon dog made of black marble. With eight red eyes made of shimmering red stones giving off a ghostly glow, between its sharp bristling teeth rested a metal cross shining of chrome silver. The same texture went with the two inch thick foot wide metal collar that gripped the dog's neck tightly and a three and a half inch bracket of same thickness was planted tightly on the canine's right forepaw. With the body of a mutt holding more of a look to a Springer Spaniel, those who knew what this dog's strength held, didn't dare look into the demon's eyes. It the lord's well known and commonly used familiar. Beyond the go around and demon sculpture, there rested the near three story tall double door entrance. With the doors unlike the marble borders surrounding the entrance, the doors were made of a near blue black metal. When shut fully, the doors made up a single symbol; the vamperic symbol for Darkness.
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With a violent blurs of white and grey wings, a huge flock of pigeons flew into the sky from the front of a small deli making the near ten costumers who were eating outside, glance over to where the commotion came from causing their little crumb cleaners to fly off. With bright blue eyes and a smile on her face. A young woman no older then in her young twenties with short and close to unruly blond hair, walked happily on the sidewalk with a slight jump to her steps. Wearing all black be it jeans, boots, button down form hugging short sleeve shirt. Cloaking her shoulders and form was a nice hugging coat of soft but very tough black material with rippling shoulder flaps and a slender feminine gothic like silver cross upon her back. Held tightly but tenderly within her arms, crinkled a medium sized brown paper grocery bag with the store's logo resting hidden in her folded arms.
Near all knew right away who the young woman was, be it even if so cheerful and kind hearted. The three of ten outdoor customers diverted their gazes from her own and back to their own plates and/or bowls of food and drink as they were the only humans outside at the deli. The other seven though being a mix of were beasts, watched her with respect shining in their many colored eyes. Human she may look, but they knew she bore a immortal link and was dubbed by the very king of all undead, as his queen, even in her odd state. Still not finding the cure of the Hellsing's elixir from the Vatican battle so long ago to revert her back to her true undead self, the woman remained all human except she hadn't aged within twenty years due to the small none permanent immortal link she gained from the aid of her king. Thus the reason why people trusted to come back to this land. They knew somehow with no real clear answer. Most of the time they could feel safe under the watchful blood thirsty red eyes of the vampire king for he allowed his queen, who became human from undead royalty twenty years ago, to remain as such; his queen.
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"Lady Seras!" the queen continuing to walk, in a awkward turn of her head, peered over her shoulder to a young woman no older then she wearing blue jeans, common sneakers and a wool brown coat over her slender near five foot two form. With white artic fox ears perked on top of her mop of tied back waist long white hair and bush tail flopping to the sway of her movement behind her, the young woman carrying icy blue eyes and full red smile on her pale face, caught up with Seras easily. The queen smiling happily, gave a small laugh. "Mika, what are you doing here, I thought you were going to the Americas." Seras spoke with both her light voice and vivid eyes dancing. The fox grinning, shrugged as she stuffed her hands into her coat. "Why would I... when I heard of your 'special' guest arriving in a few days, I had to stay for a bit longer." Mika spoke with a b it of a gruff in her voice. She and her fox clan who trying to hide from human eyes for many years, stayed in their fox forms near permanent until a few years back when the wars lessened. Thus, they all had to speak in the many human tongues once more, but all still held a bit of fox voice in their words.
Seras laughing, nodded her head and grinning, peered forward. "I cannot wait to see Alexial after fifteen years, and I will also get to see Zuranna again and possibly Ty, Integra and Walter, I've truly missed them these past years... though..." Seras's amused eyes faltered into that of a deep dark concern and worry that was pressed so heavily onto her chest. "Lady Seras?" Mika spoke softly. Seras sighing, looked sideways to her fox friend. "Twenty years have passed and Haku has yet to be found... and... well it's strange but... I think another underground organization is rising in the shadows of Italy." The worried woman spoke as she peered up to a small flock of seagulls that glided by. "Italy... didn't the wolf queen there leave a good many years back?" Mika asked as she flecked her left ear ever so leisurely. Seras sighing, nodded as she smiled slightly recalling the wonderful memories. "Yeah... about ten years ago after changing that human into her own and making him her mate... that was a fair amusing wedding... and as I recall, Alucard didn't enjoy it at all, what?" Seras asked as she eyed her friend who gave a small light laugh with her blue eyes dancing in the afternoon sunlight.
"oh nothing..." with a soft breath passing her small lips, still giving Seras a sideways glance, held her face forward. "... It's just amusing only you call him Alucard still after these past twenty years, as I can remember, even his former 'master' now calls him by his true name... but then again..." With a slight shrug, the fox laughed happily into the cool afternoon air. "... you are his queen after all... how is Lord Dracula doing anyway?" Seras couldn't bite back the grin on her face as she giving a small loud laugh, looked forward with eyes looking into memories then truly in front of her. "The usual, blood lusting, cruel, very sadistic, and sleeps nearly every day... I'm surprised I haven't lost my sanity after so many years with my humanity and living with him." Seras laughed as she flushing faintly, looked down at the contents in the bag she carried as to see if nothing was been to mangled within.
Mika watching the queen, smiled slightly "say if you could, which one would you want to get rid of, your humanity or his dark loving charm?" Joked the fox gaining a very odd stare from Seras as she rose one of her blond eyebrows. Recalling her life as a true vampire for what seemed such a short time period, Seras's lips curled once more into a grin that was near uncanny to a man in red. "Simple, my humanity... it's just a weight I don't like to carry, but until can find that 'cure' for my human charms, I'm stuck this way for who knows how much longer." The queen spoke with a faint shrug. "Mika..." Hearing the man's scratchy voice, both Seras and Mika glanced over to the other side of the street as a six foot very muscled man with erect white fox ears on his short spiky white hair, stared at them with his own set of hard icy blue eyes. "Father... I guess I've got to run for now... take it easy Lady Seras." With that said, Mika in a near instant of grinding bones and skin sprouting bristling white fur... raced across the street as a full arctic fox with her father near twice her size soon in his own fox form.
The two raced off into the shadows and Seras with a small smile, went on her way. Her mind racing as she began to think once more of seeing her friends after so long. She wished it could have been sooner for a reunion, but the wars ravaged the lands and after they lightened, near all royals had to rebuild and reform their lands. Fifteen years, fifteen very long years of always fighting, defending, rebuilding... it had been only five years now since the wars settled down in the UK lands, but the America's still had troubles. Donovan had a firm grasp on the entire Northern continents as Deborah, the Italian wolf queen with her still slightly new king, Jonathan, ruled the near entire Southern American continent.
Even with these firm grips on their domain, both wolf royals and vampire royals had to near everyday and night fend of the humans and silence many who tried to up rise or cause a onslaught of unnecessary deaths. Thus the very reason Zuranna was bringing Alexial to the UK domain of Dracula. The wars and rebelling have decreased greatly. Even though Alexial, aging like any normal human until reaching her peak age of twenty five, she was still needing to gain a lot more training of her own powers. Yet with the lack of free time from the warring humans and creatures of darkness, gained very little experience. Seras sighing, shuffled the bag into a more suitable position within the hitch of her arms. Yes, this reunion shall be very amusing after not seeing her friends in so long.
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Me: First chapters are always so boring to my eyes... but meh, tell me what ya all think, reviews peeps, and like always, if you have questions, go ahead and ask and I shall tempt to respond in the next chapter and so on and so forth... Until then!