A/N: I'm really sorry that I didn't upload the next chapter yesterday like I said I would, but I had a breakdown yesterday, was crying 75 percent of the day…I cried all the way threw church! It was horrible, I couldn't even sing! But, so I'll be uploading two chapters now, via chapter two and chapter three!

Jasper felt those cold eyes burning into him, the same cold eyes that burned into him whenever he failed in training, he hated it.

"Indeed, Count, I am aware of who you are." He stated, wondering what the night held for them, on their journey to Count Draculas Castle.

CHAPTER TWO: Dracula's Castle

While they drove on threw the woods Jasper felt his eyes growing heavy for reasons he could not explain, he was a vampire and used to odd hours, but for some reason he just could not remain awake.

The driver glanced at him threw the corner of his eyes as the boys eyes drooped closed, his head leaning forward slightly.

He averted his eyes yet again to the road, not doubting that Jonathan had also fallen asleep.

While Jasper slept, his dreams drifted back home, were he was haunted by the dreaded thought, that he might not make his goal in time, and that they might lose Sir Integral.

/

Hellsing Manor-modern time

Alucard stopped his pacing when the door to the bedroom opened and out walked two young teenagers, boy and girl.

Their eyes looked heavy, and their faces worry worn, and their spirits down cast.

Alucard looked at them as they gazed up at him, seemingly lost.

The boy was a few inches taller then the girl and had short blond hair, crystal blue eyes and pale skin, were his sister, his twin actually, had long flowing straight blond hair that fell calmly over her shoulders, and crystal blue eyes.

Alucard could say nothing to comfort these children, these children that he considered his own, when alas they had not a single drop of his blood flowing threw their veins.

The girl stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Alucard's waste tears flowing freely.

He gently placed his hands on her, one upon her shoulder, the other cradling her head.

He then gently removed the girl from him and knelt down looking at her tear washed eyes, all the fears of losing her mother very evident.

"Anna, you must be strong, for your mother," He turned her around to face the other.

"And your brother."

She nodded as he stood up and walked past them and entering the room, closing the door behind him.

Once the door was closed he gazed upon the figure laying weakened upon the king sized bed, his heart tightening and sinking.

Integra lay upon her bed, her face so very pale, her eyes glazed, and her breath coming in shallow pants.

She turned her head slowly looking at him, a small weak smile crossing her once pink lips.

He tried to return it, but was unable.

She lifted a hand beckoning him forward, he obeyed, and caught her hand gently as she lost the strength to hold it up.

He gently lay it upon the bed before kneeling beside her, looking deep into her glazed crystal blue eyes.

She licked her lips, opening her mouth and closing it several times before she was able to create words.

"I…I wish I h-had taken you u-up on your offer." She whispered weakly as he took her hand in his quickly.

"No! No, don't, don't doubt your decision…never." He pleaded lifting her hand and nuzzling it with his nose and lips before holding it close to his cheek looking at her, his auburn eyes to her blue.

"For if you had taken me up on my offer, you would not have those children, those beautiful children."

She coughed struggling for breath, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes at the effort.

Alucard wiped them away as she regained what little breath she could, before gazing once again at him.

"Will you help them?"

His jaw tightened slightly as she spoke, his eyes growing pained by tears he refused to let fall.

"Will you help them run Hellsing? Protect and watch over them? You are the closest thing to a father they have…"

He cut her off, her words paining him.

"I will not have to! You will regain your strength, and continue your post as leader of Hellsing, and your children continue their lives of freedom and innocence."

She smiled knowing how much it pained him to see his master so week, so helpless.

She gently rubbed the side of his face, her weak smile still crossing her lips.

"Will you help them?"

His heart felt as if some one had closed a ice cold hand upon it, his eyes burning as the bloody tears he could no longer hold at bay spilled over, running down his cheeks as he looked at her.

He took her hand and bowed his head, resting his forehead upon the cold slender hand.

"I promise."

/

Jasper's eyes slowly opened as the carriage slowed slightly, and he gasped his eyes wide as they entered a large courtyard.

It was beautiful, even though he had not yet seen it during the day, he didn't have to, he could see the statues and stones as clearly as if it were daylight.

"It's beautiful." He whispered, not noticing the words pass over his lips.

"Indeed."

He jumped at the drivers voice as they pulled up to the front steps, coming to a stop.

The driver jumped down, as did Jasper.

The driver left Jonathans bags at his feet before driving off.

Jonathan and Jasper glanced at each other before turning and looking up at the large front door.

The wood was of the finest oak, and the statues were carved with the ought most care, even though they were weather worn.

They climbed the steps before pausing out side the door, both gazing about for a bell or knocker but found none.

Jonathan looked at the walls and windows before sighing and looking down at his young friend.

"I believe that we will have to await sunrise out here." He said setting down his bags.

"What?" Jasper questioned his eyebrows raised.

"I fear our voices would not penetrate the walls or windows for they are built like a fortress."

Jasper sighed and prepared for a long night when shuffling, and the approach of a light could be seen on the other side of the door.

The turning of bolts, and the clanking of chains and the turn of a key in tumblers underused could be heard as the door was opened.

A old man with large white mustache and white hair, cold burning eyes and fine pale skin stood before them, old antique lantern in hand.

"Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own Will." The man said standing a bit aside as to give offer to enter, but made no move to greet the two visitors as was custom.

Jasper moved forward first, quickly followed by Jonathan.

As soon as they had moved over the threshold the man stepped forward and grabbed Jonathans bag, and no matter how much Jonathan protested, the man simply said that his servants were not available at such an hour and that he must be a good host.

After a quick meal and much talking finally the Count said it was time for sleep.

First he showed Jonathan to his room before returning to the dinning area where Jasper sat.

Jasper stood and crossed his arms looking at him.

"I know who you are Count, and I know what you are, do not keep up this guise."

He smirked a smirk not quite suitable for such a kind looking old man.

The white hair grew long and black as ebony, his face lost all of its aged lines and became smooth and slender, the mustache vanishing from site completely.

There standing before him stood Dracula, the king off all vampires, and in a look Jasper was much more comfortable with, for now he looked much more like Alucard.

"I was not expecting two visitors, so sadly no room was prepared for you."

Jasper let his arms fall to his side his stance a bit defensive.

"I hold no threat Count, I know of your plans and of what you wish to get from poor Mr. Harker, but I have no plans on stopping you. You may do what you wish to him, and you may go threw with your plan, I am simply looking for one thing, and until I find it I must stay here." Jasper stated simply.

Dracula continued to smirk.

"You are bold for some one so young." He sneered.

Before Jasper could so much as even blink Dracula moved forward quickly tackling the boy both falling to the floor, but never hitting it, but phasing easily threw what ever they should have hit.

They continue their struggled fall as they entered the underground area of the Castle, in a tunnel that lead to where Dracula slept.

They hit the ground hard, dust rising about them, the broaches their only light.

Dracula pulled Jasper up by his neck before slamming him into the wall.

"I have little mercy for other vampires." He said, sick smirk still playing across his face.

"But perhaps you will make a fun toy for my brides."

His hand turned like steal around Jasper throat cutting off his air causing him to struggle for breath before everything began to swim before fading to blackness.

Once the boy fell into blackness Dracula released him, his limp body falling to the tunnel floor.

Dracula crossed his arms and frowned, his face hardening as his three brides joined his side smirking down at the boy on the floor.

"You certainly have fears, but yet, you are not afraid of me." Dracula whispered as he looked upon the boy.

Verona, Dracula's most favored bride leaned forward, her body leaning against his as she gazed over his shoulder at the boy.

She had pale slender face, long perfectly straight black hair, green eyes and dressed in a beautiful green dress.

The other two stood a bit off.

"Master," One with long curly blond hair began, but paused awaiting permission to continue.

"Yes Marishka?" Dracula questioned not glancing back.

"He, looks like you."

Aleera nodded in agreement, her wavy red hair falling across her shoulders.

"But, you have no children."

All three looked suddenly saddened and the two who stood together held each other close while Verona lay her head resting upon her masters shoulder.

"For we cannot bring our children to life." They cried.

Dracula's eyes narrowed as he gazed at the boy momentarily, before turning to look at his brides.

"Bring him to my chamber, I wish time alone with him." He stated beginning to walk off to his chamber before pausing and looking back at the three Draculainas.

"And you are forbidden from harming our English guest, he is not yours yet." He finished, turning and exiting the tunnel.

/

Hellsing Manor-modern time

Alucard remained kneeling by his masters side, all though his master had long since fallen asleep, and the children gone to bed.

The door to the room opened catching the vampires gaze, as Walter entered a sadden looked on the Shinigamis face.

"How is she?" He questioned as he closed the door and entered farther into the room to stand across from Alucard on the other side of Integra.

"Her heart beats slowly, her breathing coming short…she's giving up."

Walter turned and went to the window holding himself as he gazed out, tears escaping his eyes.

Alucard knew his old friend was troubled but did nothing to comfort him, for he knew there was nothing he could do or say or gesture that could take away this ach of fear, this pain of the thought of loss.

Alucard stood causing Walter to turn and look at him.

"Walter, please go, rest, there are no duties to uphold, go sleep old friend."

Walter bowed his head and left the vampire with his Master.

Alucard brushed a strand of long blond hair from Integra's face before gently moving to the bed laying beside her, watching her, holding her close, afraid the bloody tears that slowly fell would stain the bed.

'Why must you hate me! Why must you take every thing from me! Why did you forsake me? Why have you left me alone, a broken and bleeding soul?' He questioned the God he knew existed, the God he had turned away from, the God he knew that someday, he must face.

He leaned his head closer to Integra's shoulder closing his eyes.

"Please don't take her form me."

Ok well that was Chapter two…I think it turned out quite well, save, now you must be wondering who Integra's children are, and who their father was…and who are Alucard's children then?! Hahah, you shall find out, possibly in the next chapter, once I'm done writing it. :D