A/N: Once again I like to point out the characters may not be correct based on their personalities. There's two 'main' Original Character that will play a larger part in this story [compared to the others that will be brought in]. The first well we're not there yet for that one but they'll show soon enough. The second one is a 'first' of their kind and has a history with Vlad/Dracula/Alucard and other minor characters from the series, they appear at the end as such no names until then! Also, it will be a few more acts most likely before the fall of Hellsing, then some larger time-skipping will come forth.

Thank you to Witch of The Sea Sapphire and A french girl for your review of the story and those of you who have favorited or are at least stalking the story thus far. That said all hail the three dead characters brought back to life with the power of fan-fiction!

-Hellsing: Act 2-

Walter C Doneaz a man who looked forever in his mid-forties stared out into the night, the manor for that's what it was, stood between Ireland and England, on the Isle of Man, hidden amongst the woodlands. The gardens below always seemed in bloom and he personally knew there was as a large temple that did not fit the landscape. The window itself faced towards Ireland almost as if daring Iscariot Organization. Though that played well into their position here, hidden and yet in plain sight and that perhaps is the sole reason why that vampiress had gifted her this plot of land with it's Manor. Neither of them had questioned how she came out about. Walter however, was sure that it was likely one who had broken her rules and thus forfeit not only his life to the creature who could likely rival that of Alucard himself. 'No there are other monsters and not all are really monsters either' he chuckled to himself as he looked up at the blood moon. Though he had to admit those who likely could rival him were those who had one common thing between them, they were reborn upon their deaths into the creatures of the night they had become.

Unlike himself who had been created by medical science, all for the hatred he had for the Hellsing family and his desire to be the one to defeat Alucard. He had failed on both accounts, he stared down at the burning five-pointed seal on his hands, much like that of Alucard but still different. Chained now to his Master, but chained willingly all the same. It would not matter how many he changed, they would carry this mark, it would not matter how much of her blood he drank, it would remain. It was only a fitting fate and one that he most welcomed.

'Walter, I will be returning. For good. Please get everything ready.'

'Very well, Miss Victoria' he turned from the bay window and moved towards the writing desk. Pulling out the letters that were to be given. A deep sigh formed before a slight grin played across his features. He did not regret his choices, nor the good Doctor's experiments and while he had been very fond of Sir Integra Hellsing, she reminded him too much like her father. A man, who when he was nothing more than a young boy sent out with fight a war he should not have been forced to fight. A bitterness for the Hellsing family had been born from that man alone as well as his sadistic love for fighting all which ended with the desire to prove himself against the greatest monster of them all. Yet, he had been getting older and his chances in defeating him were lower and so he had been more than happy to betray the Hellsing family, long before little Integra was even a glimmer in her father's eye. There was no light, no hope to be found within the Hellsing Manor and by the time that such a light had appeared. His place had long been signed seal and all on its way to be delivered, the promise they gave him to good to turn down and betrayal was easy when it was first directed at Arthur and Richard Hellsing and a promise of splendid battle. He never planned to get out alive. The hardest part had been the pain he had caused Seras Victoria, that he had found was the hardest thing to live with while he waited. She had a way of wiggling herself into his heart unlike anyone before and he wondered if that had been the reason for Alucard turning her.

His fingers trailed around the edges, a smoothness that one would not expect. "What shall you do without that light now, Alucard?"

When Walter had come across her 22 years ago, it was as if he couldn't die. His body was rejecting him and yet it would not just give up. The experiments had been done in such a rush that his body could not handle it. Mina Harker's DNA the woman who held the spect of Dracula's very being inside of her had been destroyed. At least there was no sign of her body but he should have known, even with the mangled form due to the burns he had not been able to fully get back to looking anywhere near human. Hidden from the world, he had sought a way to die but it seemed, like with Mina he had no choice but to wait for old age to finally take him. Walter had never thought Seras would come crashing down from the sky, chunks of her flesh bitten into and the daylight, nor did he expected to see her so far from the Hellsing Manor. He had noticed that she was losing blood quickly as the creature, leap downward. It had caused him to pause for just a moment he had never seen a Pishacha outside of India and yet here one stood. Deadly creatures, that they were, able to shapeshift, change the locations of where their heart lay within their bodies, and while they ate flesh from anything living, it was souls that drew them in.

It had only taken Walter a second when he heard her scream, biting into her shoulder as she tried to push it away, tried to make that shadow limb of hers disappear. His wires came to life, wires he hadn't used because doing so caused his whole body to scream, to bleed, to reject him but he could not allow anything more to happen to the girl. Besides the way to kill such a creature was to destroy the heart, a heart that could be moved at within second if not less, and what better way to do so then by wires that could cut demon or man into pieces. As the parts rain down around him, not a single splatter of blood landing upon him that she had been watching him. That the warmth of her smile, the relief in seeing him even as he was at that time had all played across her features and she was happy. Happy that even in the state of his body was in, she still held a place for him in her heart.

Walter had gathered her in his arms, pushing down the pain, pushing down the urge to cough more blood from his ever needing body. Not taken in blood had been out of the question, it had only caused him to go mad as he knew it would. However, he could not hold it down and that had been the real problem. He had carried her down into the basement, into the dampness and darkness of an abandoned building. He watched her all through the day, wishing that he could simply take her back to the Hellsing Manor, knowing that within those walls she would heal so much faster. Her breathing had been coming harder and her wounds were hardly healing at all. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her, using his wire to cut his wrist and held her to him so she was forced to drink his blood. Walter had reasoned it had to be better than nothing and he had been right, he watched as those bite marks began to heal and he smiled. However, he had heard her in his mind. 'That's...' To this day he wasn't sure exactly what she had noticed, how she had even done it for that matter. All he knew was that it seemed she was pulling and pouring his blood back into his body, he then felt something click, a bond forming. His body slowly beginning to right itself and her pulling away. Within her shadow arm, the smallest seed gem. She held it to her chest and called out towards her master.

Now, Walter knew exactly what it was, but at the time, he had been clueless but it was a part of Dracula's essence. Walter still had no idea how she had been able to draw it out of him. Nor why it was for lack of a better word much larger than it should have been. The reason he had been able to stay alive was that Dracula cannot be killed by normal means. He had accepted being a vampire before his body had begun to reject what it was because it was by all means human. A human who was not meant to become a vampire. Walter's figures twitched at the thought of the vampiric woman, the woman who laughed when he had called her a Draculina. Walter turned his eyes towards the bay window looking once more towards the temple that stood in the distance, "I'd say she was mad if I didn't know better."

"Who?" His eyes turned towards the voice of Schrödinger his cat-like ears twitching ever so lightly. While the ageless child no longer wore his former Hitler uniform, it was clear that he did find some sort of comfort in the style. Choosing to wear what Walter would call a play on the Victorian schoolboy uniform. The black shorts had a matching jacket but as normal the child was without the jacket, leaving just the long sleeve white dress shirt, with a red tie. White knee-high stocking and wearing black combat boots completed his look.

Walter's eyes turned back towards the window, the boy was no longer known by that name, not since his so-called adoption he was sure the only reason that it had even been allowed was that vampiress in her temple, Sir Integra, and most of all to give Seras something to hold onto. How Schrödinger had only stated, that Alucard knew who he was now, and because he knew, he too realized himself, that had been almost a decade ago. Exactly eight years, and yet the No-Life King had remained asleep it had been seven years ago since the adoption. At the time She had been referring to the boy as Felin because he was a feline and The Captain as Lup because he was a wolf. The woman herself stated that she no longer wanted to babysit the troublesome child, but he highly doubted that was the case at all. She simply appeared one day with both Schrödinger and The Captain made it clear, that because Schrödinger was connected to Sir Integra's vampire that the boy belonged there as for The Captain, Schrödinger was very fond of him and it was Seras fault for not killing him properly. Then left without a single word. The answer apparently was to make Seras who by all accounts was younger than both of them, their mother in some sick twisted joke. He never did find out about who the so-called father was only that Miss Victoria was horrified and kept saying that Sir Integra was being mean.

"It's of no importance," Walter cleared his throat before looking at Schrödinger, "Now Felin."

The boy's ears perked up "Say it!" a grin playing across his lips as he jumped onto one of the smaller tables, his legs swinging, "My whole name!"

Walter frown deepened "Just this once and only because you have a job to do." The boy's eyes widen as he leaned forward "Felin Schrödinger Victoria" the boy jump before disappearing and reappearing behind Walter. "Are you quite done now Felin?" His ears fell to his side of his head in a mock pout. "It is a task from Miss Victoria."

"Some Mama is coming home." Walter closed his eyes given a slight nod of his head as the boy grinned "Guess Papa finally came out to play with us again."

Walter raised an eyebrow looking at the young man before him who simply grin, "Come now even with the new name I'm still Schrödinger as you very well know." He said twirling a finger slightly as he looked up at him, "and I'm forever connected to Mr. Vampire." His eyes narrowed at the thought before a large hand fell upon his head causing the boy to look up one of his rare and true smiles playing across his features. "Bruder!" Walter watched the boy disappear only to reappear on the man's left shoulder and an almost cat-like smile on his face as he looked down at him.

"Ah, perfect timing, Lup," Walter said looking at the formal captain. His manner of dress was far different. Walter knew for a fact that the young werewolf, had been experimented on during his time with Millennium to the point he wasn't even sure he could talk. His silver hair now fell down his shoulders, his lower face hidden completely behind a large blue scarf. His arms were bared showing the many marks and scars upon them as he wore a large leather duster vest, that had several pockets inside and outside. The black vest over the white t-shirt and black leather pants that were somehow form-fitting and yet baggy at the same time. He no longer wore the hat but somehow his hair kept his face hidden even when pulled back in the leather band. Walter knew to be wary when he allowed his hair flow freely as long as it was pulled back he was a calm man, truly he became a monster Alucard would have a hard time against, more so seeing as the young wolf had clearly survived not only his heart being destroyed, silver and being burned alive. There was no mark on him minus what Walter could only guess were before whatever was done to him. 'Such an odd family, isn't it Miss Victoria?'

Walter stared at the young boy a slight frown on his face. As if unsure if he could trust the child with the task but smile ever so slightly in the end. "First Felin you are to deliver these letters," he said holding out several letters. "Do make sure you deliver them to the correct people." The boy held his hand out and began to flip through them, frowning until he reached the last one where he just sighed heavily.

"Only one of them might be dangerous" he whined. The captain stared at him from the corner of his eye but otherwise made no real expression, not that he tended to do so. Well, he did make more expressions now than he did during his time with Millennium.

"Indeed, Sir Hellsing is not to be taken lightly." His eyes turned upwards towards Lup "This here is the list of things to gather from Miss Victoria's chambers, Felin will drop you off and pick you up. I recommend putting everything inside her coffin. It goes without saying that you must make sure no one knows you are there." The man gave a single nod of his head as his eyes glanced over the list his eyes showing the faintest hint of a smile. "Lastly, Felin," he said turning once to look at the young man, "You are to bring Miss Victoria home, but you must time it perfectly. You must not be seen."

"Okay!" Felin said saluting him before both Lup and himself disappeared.

Walter's eyes trailed back towards the temple in the distance. His slow grin playing across his features "Now, Alucard, you once said that they were both yours. You, my old friend, ended up with indeed the Sir Integra. Your Master, Your Countess. While Your fledging, my master, is an angel born into darkness who will yet become Queen." He chuckled "No worries, I shall keep her safe, I am after all her Angel of Death." He clasped his hands behind his back, "Now, I should make sure everything is perfect for her arrival."

Integra took a deep breath as she felt eyes on her. "Cat" it was always that boy, though he refused to answer to Schrödinger. Acting as if he didn't hear the name until you were forced to address him as Felin. Though he seemed perfectly happy responding to cat or brat. He also refused to say anything about Alucard while Seras had accepted this as proof that her master would return, she had taken it the other direction, that her servant was lost to them and while she still held some hope. Schrödinger had been the cause of Alucard leaving, he had taken the child's soul into himself and even her order for him to not close his eyes, to not leave her had been useless and the hope she held whenever she saw the brat disappeared. Seeing Schrödinger and seeing no sign of Alucard had been damaging, a part of her had even hated him for not returning sooner, and then the fear that she may not live long enough to see him back, and that scared her more than she was ever willing to admit. The questions that always played in her mind was if he knew himself, why wasn't he where he belonged? If he had been, would her daughter, still be living? Her answer had been torn between not being able to do so and not wanting to do so.

It had been so bad that the damn Cat came to visit her. He had just randomly appeared in front of her to the point her reaction was to shoot, she didn't even realize who she shot at the moment until his body went flying over her desk and then she began to curse about blood over her documents. It didn't take long for him and his blood to vanish, healing or whatever he did from being shot when he appeared hanging off the back of her chair. Schrödinger who all he would state was forever connected to her vampire, didn't know why Alucard who knew himself had not returned. She felt anger and in response, she blew the boys face off once more, she wanted to cry but she would not. In her mind, she understood, as he stood he would no longer be her slave, her monster, her vampire. No, wherever the hell was, he was free from her and the chains that bond him to her. She hated the bastard, and if she saw him again she would blow his brains against the wall. The child once more appeared before her, his finger tipping the teacup ever so lightly not to let any of the liquid inside spill. Integra had simply glared at him, a smile played across his lips and he said he was at least happy that now she seemed to have a bit more faith in his dear Papa before knocking the teacup onto the floor before she could shoot him once more, he was gone. Yet, she had to admit there was some truth to the manner, she could hold onto hope, even if it was just to put a bullet in his skull.

That had been her little pay back a year later, she didn't know why the boy had called Alucard Papa but she had used that anyways. Seras had been horrified by the whole thing but in fairness, she was horrified by many things. A small grin played across her lips as she grabbed her eyeglasses and placed them on. Schrödinger eyes widen slightly as his ears shot straight up. "Oh, what are you thinking about?" He reached forward as if to touch her forehead before she smacked his hand away a pout began to form on his face as he groaned "Arg, so boring!" He threw himself backward onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling as he sulked.

"There will always be time to shoot you later" Integra held her hand out. The knowledge that if he was here, with Alucard awake told her that there would be no change in Seras' plans no matter how much she hoped otherwise. "Give it." The boy eyes narrowed as he lifted his legs into the air, "Now." Integra good eye was starting to twitch again he gave a catlike growl before kicking his legs upwards in such a motion that he was now on his knees glaring at her. Integra felt at the moment she was indeed dealing with a blasted cat that had something it didn't want to share. Every part of Integra's mind was screaming at her to shoot the blasted creature and then take the damn letter he likely had for her but she was holding back, her mind also telling her Seras needed time with her master. "I'm going to count to three..."

"At three will you shoot me?" His ears perked up.

"If I get to three, I'll never shoot you again." Though that would be more of a torment for her than for the kid who had gotten a twisted idea that her shooting him was her way of showing she cared for the little monster. His ears dropped "One." He stuck out his lower lip in a pout much like Integra had seen Seras do many times over the years and when it came to Seras it did work on Integra. "Two." He tried to give his best puppy eye look, but Integra had never been weak against such looks unless it had come from her wife. "Thr-"

Schrödinger jumped up shoving the letter in her face "Here! Please don't hate me! I love you!" He whined. Integra grunted in response as she snatched the letter from him and opened it to see what was inside. It was as she suspected it, a farewell, a promise to leave three people to guard and protect the Hellsing Family, the new number to call her from. Though she pointed out that she wouldn't be able to use it to track her. Yet, if Integra really needed to know she was somewhere between Ireland and England. Not exactly a helpful and far as Integra could see, but it put her a lot closer to Iscariot and to close to Chief Makube even if in a small way the only reason she had her children and her marriage was due to his help in the manner.

Her eyes turned towards Schrödinger "No!" he shot up to his feet just as she was about to open her mouth about standing on her bed. The boy's eyes narrowed in a fit of rage but he disappeared before she had time to ask him what was wrong. Choosing to believe that the boy knew exactly what he was doing. As much as she was unwillingly to say it Schrödinger was rather clever and his information tended to be right on if you could convince him to actually do what you wanted and not get distracted in the process.

'Just like a damn cat.' Turning back to the letter in her hands she smiled softly as true Seras had promised to visit when he was away. 'So you are going to run away... oh Police Girl that won't do you much good. You'll have to face him sooner or later.' Telling her to remember the promise between them even though they made it official by making a contract in the end. Seras kept telling Integra that she trusted her Master's master. That they were family, that you trust family, even when they hurt you. You trust that in the end, they'll do the right thing. Still, she wanted to make sure that no one would fight the manner, so everything had to be done legally. At the time of her passing, Seras would inherit all that research, all the books, and data dealing with vampires, demons, and monsters.

Integra pulled out a cigar knowing that tonight she wouldn't get nearly as much sleep, that there would be no pretending that everything was just alright. Then a small grin began to play, "I wonder how you'll deal with my son Alucard." her eyes drifted once more towards the letter, once again reading the words within. 'That boy happens to be in love with your Draculina, he has been since he was old enough to walk.'

Then what Integra had been waiting for all along, the painful howling of her monster. Letting out a cloud of smoke she sighed, 'But perhaps his pain doesn't compare to yours at the moment...' she closed her eyes reaching out through their link, it took a few tries before she could break through the barrier between them. 'ALUCARD, ENOUGH!' She felt nothing, there was no barrier, nothing holding her back from him short of physical distance between them. There was also no way to know what he was feeling or thinking, where a moment ago she had an idea.

'She is gone, My Master' The pain in those five words echoed inside of her mind.

'I know...' Her eyes fell towards the letter in her hand, she could say more. Could go against her wishes, tell him the reason why she was leaving them. However, what good would that do? So she said nothing, there was no way she could ease his pain until he could admit to why it hurt him so much. Her eyes turned towards the shadows for a moment.

"Are one of you here?" A small chuckle echoed in the room as an older gentleman with a bucket hat on his head. Shifted the glasses further up his nose as he looked at her.

A grin as he took off his bucket hat holding it to his chest, "Of course Sir Hellsing, just as the Misses has ordered." He said standing up in full height as he placed his hat back onto his head. It took her a moment to recall his name was Mick, he had died in combat, she leaned back trying to recall exactly how long ago it was, yet so many of them had died. Most of them were forever lost, but it seemed many of them desired to stay with their Police Girl, more so when they saw Pip was with her.

Integra mentally sighed, her fingers itching to light another cigar, with Alucard hurting and doing who knows what. Seras leaving and her location unknown to her, the fact she had to speak with the Queen. She pinched the bridge of her nose, the Queen would want to see Alucard soon, yet would he be able to handle seeing her with the state his mind was in? Even if he seemed calmed now, that could only last so long. 'He needs a mission' she opened her eyes to stare at the man in front of her, "Who else remained behind?"

"Frank and your daughter, Sir Hellsing." Integra nodded her head slightly "Is that all, ma'am?"

"Do you know where she is?" Integra doubted the man would tell her and the grin on his face made it clear that he did hold the answers she sought. He placed a finger to his lips and faded into the shadows, leaving her once again alone with her thoughts and the start of a headache.

Seras stared out the bay windows. Everything seemed so much brighter, she sighed heavily as she lowered her head looking downwards from the Manor into the gardens below. 'I'll have to speak with her soon.' She sighed softly as she rested her hands against the glass, it would protect her a bit from the suns rays but not enough, maybe when she was older and able to handle the sun more like her Master. Seras shook her head, Alucard was no longer her master, he was her sire, her creator, but not her master. Seras responded with a hum at the knock on the door, she knew it was Walter, the connection between them seemed ever stronger than prior, as if before it was hampered because of her own master even if he wasn't around. She felt his eyes on her she knew that he had been worried, the three men in her life were worried about her. As much as she cared for Walter, Felin and Lup they were not the ones she clung so hard onto.

"Miss Victoria..." she turned her eyes towards him, as he set the bucket of ice on the table, she could smell the blood pack that laid within but it did not stir her hunger or desire for what it promised. "If I may be so forward as to say, you must get yourself together." Seras smiled softly at him before looking back towards the bay window again. "If he could not see you before, he will see you now." She turned her head back towards him surprise written on her face and he smiled kindly at her.

"Thank you, Walter..." Whatever else Seras was about to tell him was forgotten when Felin appeared out of nowhere his arms wrapping around her waist as he snuggled into her chest. Seras gave a small yelp in surprise but slowly began to run her fingers through his hair and tried to hide the amusement on her face as the boy began to purr. "Felin Schrödinger Victoria" she tried to sound stern but it was failing awfully with the fact she was basically petting the boy at the same time, "How many times do I need to tell you not to just surprise me like that?"

The boy grinned as he snuggled himself further into her chest his purring growing only louder. "But I missed you." That had been the first words he had spoke to her once she had met him again, or more correctly been surprised by him when visiting, the Vampiress. The woman had stated when she had been slightly freaking out over the accident that Schrödinger likely was responding in part due to Alucard's own lingering emotions, that in response that child had simply adapted them into being his own. It bothered Seras at first but she began to believe differently, Schrödinger or perhaps it was more that Felin, was his own person. The affection if any that her sire felt for her was likely due to the master and fledging link between them. She lowered her chin so it rested on top of the boy's head, trying once again not to let the pain wrap around her mind and hold tight. The boy's ears twitched slightly as Walter stood watching, Seras knew he was sensing something either from herself or Alucard. His face nuzzling once again into her chest as she felt how tense he was. She hummed softly trying to relax the young man who arms only seemed to tighten more around her waist.

Seras knew that Felin was different than Lup, Felin while older than Seras was in many ways still a child. Lup had a boyish charm to him, at least when he allowed himself to show more of emotions. The years with being under control, not having any real choice but to obey the orders given to him. Reminded her of Alucard with Hellsing. Not that she thought he minded Integra but he rarely ever spoke about any of his former masters. It was almost a forbidden topic that was never actually forbidden outright but one she could tell was not up for discussion. Not that many things were ever opened for discussion. However, the Captain had been saved it seemed in a twisted way, he had spent years at vampiress' side only to be told to basically leave the place that had become his home and that had resulted in a very twisted adoption of sorts. Integra she was sure just didn't want to the task of being the caretaker of two more monsters, and Seras had noted the pain look in her eye the first couple of years whenever either of them was around. It had taken Seras less time to send them to stay here, with Walter, in the Manor that was being built as a home for them.

"Where is Lup?" the boy in her arms ears twitched and he groaned slightly against her chest before lifting his head to look up at her.

"Bruder is with Her again." The annoyance in his voice was clear, yet Seras knew that he didn't seem to actually dislike the vampires. It was more of a jealousy that there was someone who seemed even more connected to The Captain than himself, something that Seras herself firmly believed had more to do with their past together than anything. Though from what she could recall before he returned, Schrödinger had a twisted worldview but seemed to be extremely fond of The Captain, seeing as the first person Schrödinger went looking for was him.

"You know he cares a great deal for you." Seras' eyes darted towards Walter clearly begging the older man for help. Even if she was nearly 50 years of age now, there was still a huge difference between them. Felin might look like a child, a boy just reaching his teen years. Yet he was still over 100 years of age, and older if you counted the time he was lost. Then there was Lup, the man himself was almost twice the age of Felin and he had stated he wasn't even sure how old he really was as he could not remember much of his past before he was with Millennium. For the longest time, it had bothered her Sir Integra twisted way of handling things that she didn't want to be bothered with. Integra had pointed out that she trusted her to handle the matter, as their mother and assure they stayed out of trouble. It was her talk with the Vampiress that had some connection to her sire that had caused her mind to ease about it, she had pointed out that her own daughter was actually her granddaughter and when she had taken into account that the Vampiress herself looked to be a teenager and her daughter a little younger than Felin, she accepted that perhaps it wouldn't be such a hassle when it came to the world they lived in. None of them were human, so human laws didn't need to apply.

Walter cleared his throat, causing the young body to lower his ears flat against his head. "It's time for Miss Victoria, to rest. While she has just been freed from her Sire's influence, she is still a young vampiress." The boy snuggled further into her chest.

"I don't want to go..." he mumbled into her chest, she ran her hand through her hair softly.

"I'll see you in the morning..."

Walter opened the door, "Come now, let us not trouble Miss Victoria, a young woman needs there beauty rest." He gave a small sigh, "Besides, Lup would be very disappointed if he learned that she was not fully rested." He tilted his head slightly as if what he was saying was nothing more than thinking out loud, "Werewolves tend to be rather protective over..." he chuckled softly as the young boy seemed to take vanish once more from where he been, even as Seras caught herself from the sudden disappearance. She frowned softly before sighing.

"Thank you, Walter"

"Of course," he said with a bow of his waist, "If there is anything else you need please do call me." Seras turned once more towards the window before pulling the thick currants shutting out the sunlight. Sitting on the edge of her bed she stared down at the coffin she held a hand to her chest it had been Alucard's orders for her to sleep in there. Even with her fear of small spaces still firmly in place, it never did get any easier and she had assured that she slept within as long as she was granted the bed. Now she wasn't so sure she wanted to listen to his words, she drank her blood. She was free from those bonds and commands and she had hoped that the lingering feeling she felt for him would soon fade as well. Popping open the lid to the coffin she sighed knowing even if she was free from being told what to do, she wouldn't disobey him in this. 'I won't be able to ever really say no to him will I?'

A woman of Japanese descent sat on the steps leading upwards towards a temple. Her hands were folded under her chin as her long black hair flowed freely around her, there was nothing unnatural about the way her hair moved, there was no hint of shadows of death around her. Even though she was white as snow, there was a light flush to her that made her look very much alive and not one of the undead that stalked the night. Her silver eyes were the most striking part of her thought and gave any true hint to her unnatural being if you didn't pay any attention to the four fangs, two on either side as she spoke to the large white wolf that stood before her, though the only one actually speaking was the woman herself. "So, he's returned?" She tilted her head ever so slightly, "Are you sure about that Lup?" A single nod of his head and she sighed softly. "I'm happy..." her voice trailed off for a moment though it was clear there was a tone of worry in her voice. Still, she held out her hands towards him before wincing slightly at the sun that was rising.

An older man, came down the steps, a large open umbrella in his hand as he held it over her form. It was clear that while the sun caused her pain, it did nothing more than cause smoke to form and what looked like a nasty sunburn to appear. Yet, only wear the sun itself touched, she stared down at her hands. "Of all the things I can do... fire is the element blessed upon me and yet the sun which is seen as the very symbol of fire my skin cannot bear to be within." The wolf moved forward his tongue running along her burn hands until the burns disappeared and she buried her face into his neck fur, careful to not allow the light to touch her a second time.

"Lady Himiko, I do believe it is time for you to go inside." The elder man said, "As the Varcolac we are sworn to protect you. We could not face your elder brother if we were to allow something as simple as the sun to harm you further." His eyes fell upon the large white wolf "Surely a Varcolac even without his memories and pack understands this notion." The frown on the elder man's eyes said that even if he didn't he best learn it quick.

The wolf that she was holding began to shift back into a man, he gave a small nod of his head but she didn't seem to care about moving from where she sat on the steps at all. Even as Lup pulled away from her she simply huffed as a small child would as she placed her hands under her chin again. "I don't want too, I'm the Alitos Queen, a Vampiress born of Yōkai. She leaned back looking at him slightly, "Besides Elder brother is dead... and soon I will be one to follow." There was a pain in her voice still she finally stood up and looked back at Lup her eyes soften greatly as she stared at him, her hand reaching forward stopping just outside of the reach of the shadow, he leaned forward nuzzling into her hand.

"We have other business to attend to... go home and keep an eye on Felin" her eyes turned away from him slightly. "He must not be allowed to forget himself ever again." There was a darkness in her voice as her eyes began to turn pitch black. He reached forward pulling her to him as he nuzzled her neck once more and she closed her eyes tightly. "I cannot lose him again..." she had faith but she also knew that even if he did return, he might not be the same. She would have to see for herself.

A/N: Himiko is a historical figure that people have spent a great deal trying to figure out exactly who she was. I am taken a historical figure of sorts and transforming her into this. Himiko will be playing a tight relationship but it will not be a romantic one. More on her in the next part because the two will be seeing each other soon.

That said, history is full of 'vampires' and 'vampiric' like creatures. I will be blending real mythology with my own in this fanfic. To put it simply, vampires in this fanfic are anything that takes something from the living [flesh, blood, energy, ect.]