Ok, I do not own Hellsing, Kohta Hirano dose so I can't take ownership of
it. But I do own the two Hellsing manga volumes and soon to own the third.
Ya! Ok, let's start!
It was a stormy night at the Hellsing Organization as the esteemed leader was passing on to the great beyond. Yes, it was true, Lionel Hellsing, after leading the organization for 20 years, was finally dieing. It was his time to go and he was fading fast. He, himself, knew without anyone telling him that the end was near. He just felt so guilty though that his only son, Alucard, would be left behind to run the organization itself. He was only 13, but perhaps he was ready. How ready? Well, he would just have to see after his passing wouldn't he?
As a flash of lightning followed by a crack of thunder lighting up the sky, he reached over and grabbed his only son's hand as he looked into his blue eyes of despair. He was so young; it was a shame that he had to go so soon. But he could probably handle it well enough and his brother Richard would be good enough to finish what he had started to teach him. That was if everything was going right in his own brother's head... But he had no doubt at all that that was the case.
Taking a final look at the boy before he said out his final wishes, he noticed that his son was still in the same school clothes he wore everyday. Perhaps he had just come from his studies just to see him. It was good, but the boy had to understand that he had to study. For he had to know these things to succeed here, he could not fail. It was not an option, it wasn't one for a Hellsing. It was and it never would be, and that was a solid promise on the Holy Bible...
Taking a deep breathe as he felt his pace quicken he stared into his son's loving eyes and spoke gently to him, even thought this was not the time to do so at all.
"Alucard, listen well. Once I'm dead, you'll be the new head of the family... You'll be in charge of the Hellsing Organization, England, and the Protestant church, will to be yours to protect from outside forces," he said as he could tell his strong voice dwindling with each passing word from his lips.
"Yes Father," Alucard said as he sighed sadly watching the scene in front of him. This just wasn't true, he wouldn't believe it, but he had to. Hellsing leaders never live lies, and he wasn't about to be the first one to. He just had to except it for what it was, his father was dieing and there was nothing he could do about it. It was just as simple as that, there was nothing he could do about it, that's all.
"Alucard, there were still so many things that I wanted to teach you. I wanted to keep watching over and taking pride in the Hellsing blood that flows through you. Give Alucard your support for me... Richard, I beg of you...," Lionel said as he turned to his sibling that stood on the other side of him and reached a shaky hand towards him in desperation.
"Of course, Brother," Richard said as he looked upon his brother with superiority. So it had finally come, the day his brother had died and the headship still was not his. What shit was this? Who in there right mind could think that a 13 year old could run Hellsing? It was absolutely insane! How ever, it would make it simpler for the plan he and his followers had made a year ago. Perhaps this still was a blessing, a blessing for him to take power, and his brother's control to die.
And with another crack of lightning, the doctor sat his stethoscope down and put his head down in sadness as Alucard began to feel tears weld up in his eyes. Lionel was dead, the leader was dead. Alucard's preparation to become leader would start immediately. And that it was certain, life would just start going down hill for the young Hellsing. And there was no way out of it, no way out.
Kay, how was that for the first chapter, though short? Oh, I got this idea after looking at this fan art of Hellsing some one did. Thanks!
It was a stormy night at the Hellsing Organization as the esteemed leader was passing on to the great beyond. Yes, it was true, Lionel Hellsing, after leading the organization for 20 years, was finally dieing. It was his time to go and he was fading fast. He, himself, knew without anyone telling him that the end was near. He just felt so guilty though that his only son, Alucard, would be left behind to run the organization itself. He was only 13, but perhaps he was ready. How ready? Well, he would just have to see after his passing wouldn't he?
As a flash of lightning followed by a crack of thunder lighting up the sky, he reached over and grabbed his only son's hand as he looked into his blue eyes of despair. He was so young; it was a shame that he had to go so soon. But he could probably handle it well enough and his brother Richard would be good enough to finish what he had started to teach him. That was if everything was going right in his own brother's head... But he had no doubt at all that that was the case.
Taking a final look at the boy before he said out his final wishes, he noticed that his son was still in the same school clothes he wore everyday. Perhaps he had just come from his studies just to see him. It was good, but the boy had to understand that he had to study. For he had to know these things to succeed here, he could not fail. It was not an option, it wasn't one for a Hellsing. It was and it never would be, and that was a solid promise on the Holy Bible...
Taking a deep breathe as he felt his pace quicken he stared into his son's loving eyes and spoke gently to him, even thought this was not the time to do so at all.
"Alucard, listen well. Once I'm dead, you'll be the new head of the family... You'll be in charge of the Hellsing Organization, England, and the Protestant church, will to be yours to protect from outside forces," he said as he could tell his strong voice dwindling with each passing word from his lips.
"Yes Father," Alucard said as he sighed sadly watching the scene in front of him. This just wasn't true, he wouldn't believe it, but he had to. Hellsing leaders never live lies, and he wasn't about to be the first one to. He just had to except it for what it was, his father was dieing and there was nothing he could do about it. It was just as simple as that, there was nothing he could do about it, that's all.
"Alucard, there were still so many things that I wanted to teach you. I wanted to keep watching over and taking pride in the Hellsing blood that flows through you. Give Alucard your support for me... Richard, I beg of you...," Lionel said as he turned to his sibling that stood on the other side of him and reached a shaky hand towards him in desperation.
"Of course, Brother," Richard said as he looked upon his brother with superiority. So it had finally come, the day his brother had died and the headship still was not his. What shit was this? Who in there right mind could think that a 13 year old could run Hellsing? It was absolutely insane! How ever, it would make it simpler for the plan he and his followers had made a year ago. Perhaps this still was a blessing, a blessing for him to take power, and his brother's control to die.
And with another crack of lightning, the doctor sat his stethoscope down and put his head down in sadness as Alucard began to feel tears weld up in his eyes. Lionel was dead, the leader was dead. Alucard's preparation to become leader would start immediately. And that it was certain, life would just start going down hill for the young Hellsing. And there was no way out of it, no way out.
Kay, how was that for the first chapter, though short? Oh, I got this idea after looking at this fan art of Hellsing some one did. Thanks!