Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is the work of Naoko Takeuchi and Hellsing belongs to Hirano Kota.

After many hours the flight finally ended, the plane landed in the airport and Usagi stepped into the waiting room nervously clutching her baggage and looking around searching for people her cousin was supposed to sent to meet her. Suddenly the girl noticed a solemn looking old man in a costume closely resembling those she imagined a butler would wear. Usagi brightened – near the 'butler' she spotted an young fair-haired woman waving with enthusiasm a sign with her name on it. Glad she found them so quickly the blonde approached the pair with a broad smile and waved, frantically remembering her admittedly scanty supply of English words.

"Hi! I'm Usagi Tsukino." She stopped before them and bowed.

"Good day, Miss Tsukino. We were waiting for you. My name is Walter Dornez and I'm the Hellsing family's butler. This is Seras Victoria. Please let me carry your luggage."

"Um, yes, of course. Thank you." Usagi let Walter handle her suitcase, relieved. Maybe she shouldn't have loaded it with so many mangas… Oh, well, no sense in worrying over it now, decided Usagi and cheerfully turned to the blonde woman.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very good with English and didn't quite catch your name. Could you repeat it, please?"

The woman laughed and nodded.

"It's Seras Victoria or Victoria Seras, I suppose, for Japanese." She hiked her arm through Usagi's, winked and started leading her to the exit. "And don't worry about your English. It's not a big deal."

Usagi blinked.

"Ok, er, Victoria-san." The girl relaxed a bit. "Where are we going?"

"What do you mean? To the Hellsing manor of course. Hasn't your father told you?" Usagi mutely shook her head. "Well, oh… Walter is going to drive us to the manor where you will be staying."

"Is it big?" At this Seras laughed.

"Of course. The Hellsing family is one of the wealthiest in the whole England."

"Really?" Asked Usagi wide-eyed. Internally she was fuming at her father. What else had he forgotten to mention? Seras nodded.

Chatting they left the building and Walter approached a black limo. Usagi stopped staring at it in shock.

"Wealthy, indeed." She murmured as she entered. Walter eased in the driver's seat and Seras slid next to her employer's cousin.

"So, Usagi, tell me something about yourself. Like, your favourite colour, meal, season, books, movies, things like that."

"Pink, cakes, summer, I don't really like books and I prefer comedies, I suppose. There has been already too much horror in my life." The last sentence Usagi whispered almost inaudibly missing the interested and somewhat startled glance her neighbor sent her. The blonde shook her head and smiled at Seras.

"By the way, can you tell me what Integra-nee-san's job is? I forgot to ask my father and he didn't tell me himself si I figured it wasn't all that important but I'm still curious…"

"You don't know?!" By Seras incredulous reply Usagi understood that her father had a very bad memory and she was going to remind him about it the next time she will see him. Violently.

"Er, no?"

"I can't believe it… How… Why…" Shocked Seras continued muttering under her breath for several long moments. "Okay. Well. I'm not really the best suited person to tell you about this so it will be better if you speak with Sir Integra when we arrive."

"O-Okay." Sir Integra? Just what in the world did her cousin did for a living?

Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, the Bureau Director of the Hellsing Organization was neck deep in the paperwork when she was attacked by the sudden bout of hiccupping. Finding a glass of water under the mountains of documents proved to be an almost impossible task until she spilled its contents on the papers. Calming her hiccupping Integra sighed and massaged her scalp. She needed a break. Sighing again she glanced at her watch and sat straighter surprised. It was much later than she anticipated and almost the time for her cousin to arrive.

As if on cue there was a knock and the doors to her study slid open. After a brief pause inside walked Walter and gesturing to someone behind his back bowed briefly. Integra nodded smiling and curiously looked at the person that accompanied her butler. It was a nervous looking teenage girl with impressively long fair hair and astonishingly deep blue eyes. Noticing her scrutiny blonde raised her hand and smiled.

"Um…Hi? You must be Integra-nee-san?"

Blinking at the unusual title the woman nodded slowly and spoke.

"And I presume you are my cousin Usagi Tsukino."

"Yes!" The girl blushed slightly and fidgeted. "Um, you have a nice house…"

"Why, thank you." Now Integra was definitely amused. It was obvious that her guest was not accustomed to being in such places as Hellsing manor. "It is nice to finally see my cousin in person. Would you like something to drink? Tea? Coffee?"

"Tea is fine. Thank you."

"Walter." As the elderly butler exited the room Integra sat in one of the chairs in the vicinity of her work table and gestured her cousin to another. As Usagi made herself comfortable and finally relaxed a little the moman spoke again.

"I was lead to believe that your English was not very good. And yet you barely even have an accent."

Usagi laughed nervously and replied.

"Well, I guess, whoever told you that was mistaken. Though it is probably the only subject I'm good at."

There was something off with that statement but Integra decided to ignore it at the moment and ask Kenji later.

"Um, Integra-nee-san?"

"Yes?"

"I wanted to ask since it seems my father forgot to mention it and, well…"

"What is it?"

"I was wondering whom do you work as?"

Walter chose that moment to walk inside carrying a tray with two steaming cups of tea and several biscuits. His arrival distracted Usagi and thus she missed the shocked expression on her cousin's face. Now, Integra very rarely found herself at the loss of words but this was one of those occasions. She shook her head. Just how one explained to their innocent young relative that you were a leader of the organization that hunted and destroyed vampires? Curse that uncle of hers…

"Nee-san? Are you okay?"

Integra snapped out of her musings and glanced at her cousin.

"Yes, sorry. Just thinking."

Usagi looked at her a bit strangely and boldly asked.

"About what?"

About your question." Integra smiled. "The easiest way to put it would be to say that I'm the director of the organization called Hellsing."

"Hellsing? Like your surname?"

"Yes."

"Oh." The girl frowned thoughtfully. "And? What is this organization doing?"

"We are soldiers."

"Soldiers? But whom are you fighting against?"

"Against…" Integra didn't get to finish her sentence as at that exact moment the doors to her study opened and inside rushed one of her newly recruited officers Robert Backstale.

"Sir!" He stood to attention.

"At ease, Backstale. What is it?"

"Sir, there has been an attack in London. We have already sent group Beta but they have requested officer Victoria's presence after they have confirmed that the culprits are vampires."

"Granted. You may leave."

"Yes, sir." The man exited. For several long moments the silence reigned in the room. Finally Usagi blinked and tilted her head.

"So… Vampires, huh? Cool." She smiled.

"You…are not scared?" Integra was pleasantly surprised. Usually the reaction she got was either disbelief or fear.

"Not really." The girl shrugged.

"I must admit I've expected a different reaction."

"For the past several years Tokyo was almost constantly plagued by various yomas. And if the legends about the vampires are true, then they at least look like humans. Which is a vast improvement from the yomas, if you ask me."

"I see. If you want I will give you a book about them."

"Sure, I'd like that." Usagi smiled again. "Thank you."

Integra nodded and finished her tea.

"Would you like to see your room? I'm sure you must be tired from your long flight."

Usagi blinked and stood up.

"Okay."