Meanwhile, on the London pier….

"In the dark of midnight, an unexplainable phenomenon has crept along the waters of the Thames River. The London police are still investigating the disappearance of crewmen of the French tanker cargo ship The Incorruptible. The police are baffled by the ship emergence in the London pier, when it was originally destined for Cairo four days ago. Furthermore, sources say that the two leading investigators who were sent in, second officer Warren Gladwell and third officer Karhsi Deramen, have been reported missing when they had failed to check in after a 24-hour deadline. It has already been 29 hours and yet there is no sign of the men. Investigators Deramen and Gladwell's families have been contacted if the worse is to occur. This is Dottie Wazero, on the real scene."

The dock swarmed with reporters and cameras, crawling for a statement from Commissioner Wilmer. He refused to comment on the tanker's appearance in London, or on the disappearance of his two leading investigators. Wilmer knew that he needed more help, more than his own men. His instincts told him that this situation required a team with more skills, in the supernatural.

"Barringham?!" "Yes, Commissioner!" A younger officer stood at attention, saluting the Commissioner. "I need you to get in touch with Sir Hellsing; I need her to send a team out to assist us. We might be over our heads in this little conundrum. On the double!"

"Yes, sir!" The young officer sprinted to the radio truck call in for Sir Hellsing; the police would need reinforcements if the Commissioner's instincts were accurate.

This was not a coincidence, the old man thought as he stroked his white beard. The Commissioner stood on the top dock, no more than four feet away from the bow of the ship. At his distance, the guttural sounds echoed from the bowels of the ship, sending shivers through his spine and a cold sweat formed across his brow. "Something very unnatural is running amok within this ship." He spoke out into the night air, almost in a whisper. Whatever evil was in the ship, whatever unnatural beings was lurking within the maze of corridors inside the massive tanker wanted to get out.

And the Commissioner knew that this evil would certainly bring a new Hell on earth.

Meanwhile…

Back at the Hellsing mansion, inside the game room in the South wing of the manor; soft candlelight lit the room but not enough to out shine the bright full moon gleaming through the balcony doors.

As he laid with her on the bed, Alucard kissed and caressed Seras' body, while he let her fingers intertwined into his wild black hair. The soft music of Rachmaninoff's Vocalise Op.34 could be heard in the background; a somber song for a honeymoon. Lying on her back, the younger vampire moaned and mewled at the tender touches and tickling kisses he placed on her neck, slowly traveling down to her chest.

The Master vampire laid his body next to hers, positioning his upper body on top to wrap his arms around her waist. He chose to move slowly with his caresses and his touches as to not frighten the younger vampire. In truth, he would've like nothing more than to tear her clothes off and ravage her, but patience played a key part in seduction; and he had centuries' worth of experience to teach her.

Seras' fingers untwined from his hair, moving down to his neck, then traveled down his back. Even under his clothes, she could feel his shapely muscles as she knead her fingers along the cuts of his muscular form. Excitement coursed through her veins, her fangs grew long in her mouth; her eyes began to glow. Having her Master's body on top of her was bringing the sensual side out of her, and as they lay intertwined in each other's arms, Seras could feel both hers and Alucard's inhibitions ebbing away.

But he was becoming impatient, and then, without breaking his rhythm, Alucard reached out and took hold of her dress' neckline. The Elder vampire began to tear the dress corset in half, slowly exposing her well-endowed breasts to his view. Seras' heartbeat quickened as the cool air hit on her exposed skin. She lifted her head off the bed to look down at Alucard, just in time for his head to nuzzle in between the valley of her breasts.

The younger vampire's head feel back on the bed as she writhed as he occasionally scrapped a fang across her skin. A fine line of blood formed, only for his unnaturally long tongue to lap it up.

She wore no brassiere, so it allowed for his soft hair to rub across her chest. His hands travelled down her sides, moving to her round ass. He wasted no time to knead the flesh of her round bottom, as she moved her hands back to his neck to pull him closer to her. But no matter how much she tried, she didn't feel close enough to him. Seras looked down in time to see his shirt dematerialize off his back, leaving the wonderful strong white wall of his back for her to feel.

He was, indeed, quite muscular despite his clothes. He had always appeared lanky in his usual attire; but then again, she had never seen him naked.

"You're so beautiful." The younger vampire's eyes closed as she reveled in the tender touch of her master. Alucard was a man—no- a monster, who was feared by all men, vampire and ghoul alike. But at this moment, he was the same man who was gently kissing her, caressing her body as if it was precious glass. He showed an unusual amount of tenderness. He was her master, her teacher; and now her husband which Seras' could've never imagined that he would be. Never did she think that after forty years as a vampire, she would gain a mate and a husband.

Wait a minute…Is Alucard her mate? A life companion destined and bound to be together forever in their immortal lives. Yes, he would marry her and she would be his Queen, but wasn't there some kind of a binding spell that tied them together spiritually and physically?

But the real question was, would Alucard really want a relationship on that level?

The Elder vampire flashed a sly grin as he listened to her thoughts; he was mildly amused at the chaotic thoughts flooding her mind. It was starting to take her attention away from him. So he moved over to one of her breasts licking and nipping at the delicate skin. And then, just to be naughty, he quickly bit down on her left nipple; he made sure that his fangs pierced through her skin. The sensation sent Seras on a tailspin; she was dizzy, her heartbeat drummed loud in her ears and the crevasse between her legs became soaking wet.

At that moment, he knew she was ready for him. The Elder vampire could smell her arousal like a perfume. He began to slowly draw blood, sipping on her sweet honey-like blood. Every drop was like ambrosia in his mouth as it seeps through the puncture wounds. But Alucard knew that he couldn't take too much; she would be too weak for the fun. He then shifted his body to bring his face up to hers. He could clearly see the lust in her eyes; which would soon turn into the look of ecstasy when he finally took her.

"Police girl, you know what happens after the marriage of a man and his wife." He then placed kissed her face tenderly as he teasingly spoke in her mind. Alucard knew that she knew that answer already; but it was still fun to tease her. "The honeymoon, Master." She replied aloud. She was dazed to notice his teasing. He shifted slowly back down to kiss her neck, nipping her skin after each kiss. She arched her back as his fangs began piercing her skin in his ministrations.

"And you know exactly what happens on the honeymoon, don't you, Police girl?" He bit her neck, drawing blood out. The younger vampire moaned out loudly as she felt his fangs in her skin, but all it did was increase her arousal. He licked over the wounds, making sure that she felt the pleasure after the pain; a prelude of what was to come. He then moved further down to her right breast, licking around the peaked nipple then did the same to the other. Seras sharply gasped; the pleasure was so grand that she feared she would pass out.

"The consummation…" He whispered to her as he licked over the peaked top of her breast, smiling devilishly against her skin. She knew what he was hinting at, and she wanted it more than he did.

"Master," she whispered mentally. He chuckled darkly as Seras' body began to shiver. Her blood lust was rising and if he didn't make the first move, she would definitely make it for him. Alucard felt his blood boil in his veins; the sight and the feel of this female vampire-this beautiful, aroused female vampire underneath him, had the beast inside him fighting for dominance, to break free and take her.

But alas, she was still a virgin. And take her, like an animal, without finesse wouldn't only hurt their relationship but the bond of trust would sever. For now, Alucard had to have control. However Seras' eyes were burning bright red, because with the passion and lust growing inside, her own beast was threatening to break free and claim her male.

The Elder vampire locked eyes with his progeny. The silence between them was filled only by the music playing on the record. Both vampires had the look of lust, and both were ready to tear the other' clothes off. Seras' made the first move, moving her hand around his neck. But Alucard grabbed it and with his other hand, held her wrists to the bed. He then shifted his weight off her. With one hand, he gently moved her legs apart to cradle him.

The scent of feminine arousal hit in his nostrils, bringing a low growl in his throat. The beast in him was trying ferociously to break loose. The younger vampire giggled and bucked as she felt him move down to hike up her dress skirt to her waist. With her legs wide open, he sought to tease her further. Grinding his harden erection against her wetness, the young vampire could feel her bloodlust almost at its peak.

Seras looked worriedly at her master; her hands trapped under his on the bed. She couldn't move to touch him or kiss him. She could only watch as he moved his free hand over her body, smoothing over her delicate skin as he grinded his hard-on into her.

The smell of her wet heat permeated the air, and he let out a quick snarl; the beast inside almost broke free at the scent. Alucard's fingers slide slowly between Seras' legs, feeling the wetness drip onto his fingers as he inserted only one finger inside her. The female vampire whimpered at the sweet sensation of his cold finger sliding in. Then he inserted another, she shrieked in shock; her eyes' shut trying her best not to pass out. The excitement was like nothing she'd ever gone through. She'd never felt something so powerful before, and she was hanging by a thread before she experienced her first orgasm.

She whimpered at the tortuous sensation that his fingers were causing. But anger soon followed as she saw his amused grin at his slow torture. Frustrated, the female vampire growled out loudly in his mind, "Stop your teasing, Master. Do it, make me yours forever."

Seras broke from his grip, grabbed Alucard by his hair and forcefully pulled him up to kiss him passionately. She forced her tongue into his mouth, fighting hard as his clothes fade away off his body. Seras could taste her blood on his tongue, and the feeling was electrifying. Seras' dress dematerialized, leaving her completely naked. They finally broke the kiss, Seras looked down to see Alucard's huge erection, hard and ready, to take her virginity and consummate their marriage.

Good lord, he was quite big; despite his lanky form. But then again, she'd never seen him naked.

The young vampire gasped at his size, as the look of apprehension formed on her face. Alucard gave her an evil grin, he caressed her face. He then laid his forehead upon hers.

"Seras, there is a small moment of pain before you can feel pleasure. Do you still want to do this?" His tone dripped with heavy lust and malice.

"Yes, my master-Alucard, I want you to." She whispered in his thoughts. He could tell that she wanted this more than he thought. It took all of his Herculean restrain, not to forcefully take the girl right at that moment. His member twitched, near-throbbing to be inside of the virginal vampire splayed underneath him.

He eagerly positioned himself at her wet entrance between her legs. He looked down at her, frowning at her eyes shut tightly, preparing for the pain she would receive. She knew he wouldn't harm her on purpose. She slowly opened her eyes to look up into the eyes of her mast-husband.

He didn't want to cause her any unnecessary pain, despite his sadistic nature. Not if she was to be his Queen. There were no words to say, just feeling; he kissed her passionately but softly, reveling in her sweet taste. He wanted to pull all of her attention to the kiss; he needed her to feel only the pleasure. "I'm ready. Don't make me wait any lon-" her thoughts were cut off by a sharp pain that emanated from between her legs. Alucard had quickly pushed himself in, breaking through her hymen with one thrust.

She shut her eyes at the pain, a low growl vibrated in her throat. There were worst pain than this, but this was the most intimate. It would be over soon, she trusted him wholeheartedly. He held her tightly, waiting to adjust to the forceful thrust. Once she did, he began a slow rhythm. With his hands gripped just under her knees, he kneeled over her, his member brushing against her wet lips.

The younger vampire opened her eyes to the new sensation, sparking across her body. The Master vampire began to move a little faster, thrusting a little harder inside each time; the pleasure began building and building, the beast inside her wailed from lust.

Her hips gyrated against his hardness. His wide girth pushed against her walls, filling her completely and painfully. Alucard grunted as he slipped in and out in a frenzied rhythm. Then he released his hold on her legs to greedily kiss her. Seras moaned loudly as she tightly wrapped her arms around her master's neck. He kissed her ferociously, pushing and tangling his tongue with hers as he continued thrusting, each time going faster.

He was becoming untamed, pressing his mouth to hers, plunging his tongue in to struggle with hers.

"More, master. I want more." Alucard picked up the pace, feeling the tightness of her body fade slowly away. He looked down at the angel underneath him; her deep-red hair splayed out on the bed around her face, her skin flushed pink from the heat of their bodies; and her eyes glowed bright red from her lust. She was a portrait of erotic desire. He held Seras with his weight; he practically impaled her, keeping her from fleeing. But she had already yielded to him, pushing back against him, swallowing his hunger, raking her talons against his back. Who knew she was such a masochist?

"I WANT MORE!" She loudly shrieked. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moving her hips to match his rhythm as he moved faster within her. His beast broke free at the smell of her blood, making him more hungry and virile.

Seras arched her back as the Elder vampire was thrusting harder, almost brutal as he took her. Between their mental bonds, she could feel his beast taking control of him, and all she do was writhed at his vicious thrusts as he began fucking her; she gasped as she felt her back arch from the pressure.

It was her private heaven. It was perfect.

He untangled his arms and his hands gripped her shoulders, huge claws digging into her skin, pushing her down. Alucard snapped, he was now pounding into her like an animal and Seras loved every second of it. Her beast took control, snarling and growling. Then pleasure took over and she cried out as the waves of her first orgasm washed over her.

His mouth came down hard on the side of her neck, his fangs sharper, digging into the soft muscle. Alucard could feel the trembling aftershocks of Seras' orgasm, which brought him over the edge seconds after her. He threw his head back as he made a loud guttural roar; emptying himself into her. He then shifted his body over to lay closely beside her.

They laid there on the bed, for a few moments, still tangled in each others' arms. They quietly basked in the after-glow of their love-making, listening to the somber music as it changed to Liszt's Liebestraum.

Alucard hadn't been with a woman for decades, he had almost forgotten how strenuous the act of sex could be. He smiled as he felt Seras' fingers flippantly comb through his hair. He raked his eyes over her naked body, admiring the contours and massive curves that she was blessed with. She had the body of a goddess, and the face of an angel and the lust of a nymph.

She was now his wife and Queen.

Sunrise is in a few hours, now they needed to rest. "You are mine now, Seras Victoria. Forever…"

"Alucard, my master….my husband…I'm yours, forever." She whispered, smiling softly as she closed her eyes to a death sleep. He growled in her mind before he drifted to death-sleep.