Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she noticed that her current location wasn't on the streets of London. Seras wrinkled her nose when an overwhelming stench penetrated her nose and she almost retched, if it wasn't for two voices speaking. "You decided to give me one warning and with what power do you think you could enforce that may I ask?" The blonde policewoman lifted up her head, she moved her arms only to notice that they were bound to a chair on which she sat. "Unlike me, I do not see any army at your side to help you. But what is this," Seras twisted her head, turning and saw that they were actually standing higher from the cold, filthy floor and that the platform she was on was surrounded by people that stumbled around, only there was one huge part that was strange. The eyes of these people were unfocused, looking into nothing and just stumbled into each other. Their mouths were wide open, drooling and there were huge chunks of meat missing out of their body. "The hard, cold truth is that you are outnumbered. You are standing alone, helpless against my army."
Seras twisted her head slightly, trying to see to who her kidnapper held his conversation with. There, standing slightly in the shadows of the entrance is a tall man with wild messy dark black hair that frames his aristocratic face, however, his smile wasn't warm or kind in the slightest. "Helpless isn't really the word that I should use to describe my situation. More amusing I dare to say. You know, places like these are a bit chilling once mist rolls in, don't you think?" He spoke with a lilt of amusement in his voice, just when a bank of thick mist rushed into the chamber and caused the floor and everything below knee-heights to disappear. "I have come alone because there is no need to bring in help when I deal with an upstart like you," flashes of blue-white burst through the mist and a magical circle appears under each inferi. Seras have trouble to see what just caused the flash but what she didn't miss was the appearance of ice breaking through the thick bank of mist. "Your army of Inferi is done for." And where once stood an army of undeath, now in their place was an army of frozen pillars in which the inferi were trapped.
"Th-this isn't happening! No! You cannot do this to me," Seras' abductor uttered in fear. Despite his fear, a different expression appeared on his face that melted the mask of fright that was replaced by a mask of madness and rage. "This isn't fair," Hissed the Vampire with uncontrolled rage. "They Promised me the city," The Vampire's head shook uncontrollable on his neck that looked like some kind of panic attack. "This is my hunting ground. They gave this city and everything to me!" His insane muttering was followed by the cackles of evil laughter. "I will not be denied my rightful price by you or anyone!"
Cold emerald eyes narrowed at the speech of the former human turned vampire. There was news unveiled that there was a person, or perhaps a group behind these terrible murders. This youngling executed these murders on someone's orders. "I won't hold a long-winded speech just to convince you to release the girl. One warning is what you got and there won't be a second one, your time is at an end."
"You are a fool, if you believe that I let you kill me without a fight," snarled the vampire. His body disappeared when the man used his vampiristic abilities to appear behind the police girl. Long, blackened nails that were just as sharp like the edge of a hunting knife, easily cut through the ropes that had bound the girl to the chair. His fingers then wrapped around the blonde, busty police girl's neck and lifted her out of the chair. "Didn't you come for this girl?" said the vampire, while the corner of his mouth curled up into a nasty smile. "A creature like you came for a low-life like her? A human." He chuckled. His bravery returned upon seeing that the arrogant stranger didn't move a muscle. "But I let you know that there is a way to rescue her. A life for a life...what do you say?" With his other arm, he pulled a pistol from behind his back and threw that to the emerald-eyed man.
Harry caught the pistol out of the air and without any hesitation aimed the end of the barrel at the pair. "There won't be any negotiation between you and me, your life is already forfeited unlike that of the girl."
"Wha-" started the vampire to say, only for something cold and hard like steel to pierce him through the back. Piercing his heart and coming out of his chest and the ice lance continued without obstruction and the girl met the same fate.
Seras looked with disbelief at the other man, who pulled her off from the vampire and into his arms. 'I...I am dying?' she thought while gazing with wet eyes at the man who looked sadly at her. 'Why is he sad?'
"Do you want to live, Seras Victoria?" She heard him ask that very question. His voice sounds strong and full of conviction. "It lies within my power to rescue you from the grasp of death. Letting you walk beside me, as my companion...however, your life as a human will end and the layers of the True reality will be peeled off from the illusion you had lived in for so long. All you need is to nod..." Seras listened to his words and she desperately didn't want to die. "My life is yours..." The girl managed to croak out.
Seras could see acceptance in his eyes and the man brought his face closer to hers. "Thank you, Seras...and welcome to the family," she could see the man smile, which revealed a pair of sharp fangs and before she could object…the man sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of her neck. Seras tried to fight against the darkness as her eyes became heavier before sleep claimed her. Unknown to her, Seras' body started to heal and transform, becoming a better version of herself.
The Nosferatu slowly dislodged his fangs from the girl's delicate neck and first looked towards the only exit of the chamber. His sharp eyes noticed the shadowy figure of a mortal man who stood there frozen in his place. Harry regarded him for a few seconds, weighing if the man could become a problem before turning his attention towards the vampire that would go down into history like Jack the Ripper. "Baskerville, your dinner is served."
Hundreds of dark, crimson eyes opened below the neck of the immortal. The right arm started to twitch and stretch and suddenly it split at the center. Rows of menacing sharp, deadly teeth were revealed and the arm became like a shadow. The shadow started to twitch, stretch and grow until it took the shape of a menacing hound that landed on its four paws, now detached from the man's body.
Harry's attention switched from the girl towards that of the hound. "You know what to do. Don't leave anything behind. Once you are done, return immediately so that we can ease our newest member into our world."
"What about the mortal that is hidden in the entrance shadows?" A guttering voice came from the hound.
"Leave him be… I believe that the Welsh Dragon wants to spend some more time with his new partner, but if the human attack..." Harry didn't finish his sentence when a magic circle appeared beneath him and the immortal disappeared. Baskerville knew well what would happen if the human decided to attack.
The brick floor of the chamber groaned when paws buried themselves a few inches into the floor. Stalking forward, Baskerville closed the distance between his dinner while his breath condensed the air. "Little bat, you were played like a pawn on a chessboard. Used by chess masters until your worth became nothing but dog food." Growled the terrifying demon hound creature, who parted his maw wider and past the limit a normal canine could open.
Baskerville's meal couldn't bring out a word, nor could he move. The fear petrified him and frightening eyes stared into the black abyss. A choked cry finally managed to push through his throat, just before the maw closed around his head and clamped down. The vampire's body spasm for a moment, trying to get himself free. From the demon's maw came to a muffled scream before that was cut off. The hound threw his head back, throwing the body of the vampire into the air. And unbelievable, his maw widened even more and now is wide enough to swallow the body completely.
Gravity took hold of the body and followed his head into the maw. The row of teeth closed with an audible click once the body was swallowed whole by Baskerville. Nothing was left behind, no skin nor blood of the vampire. Baskerville had done his job and slowly made his way out of the sewers, moving past the Crimson Dragon Emperor who was petrified in fear, only when the demonic hound disappeared around a corner did van Hellsing's feet give out and his body sinks towards the floor.
"Did you learn something from him?" A male's voice spoke, causing the girl to stir in her bed. "I did find out who had encouraged him to act like this. This was all a plot to discredit the Queen of the Vampires." The second voice was a more menacing one. "And who were these people that plotted the downfall of my daughter?" Seras frowned as she followed the conversation. "We have met them before in Italy...the brothers." commented the second voice, now losing his edge and becoming more neutral. "They wanted you under their control because they believed that you were lost and ignorant of the world and could have used your powers for their plots." The first voice followed with a lilt of amusement. "I do see who you are speaking of. The three brothers are still trying to make others believe that they were the first True vampires. Did they become blinded by their arrogance and reject their Queen?" The Police girl turns her head in her soft pillow and her eyes slowly flutter open. "Give me a drop of your blood so I can witness with my own senses what you have learned of him." Her bright blue eyes slowly focused on the darkness that was present in her room. There he sat, near the far wall in a huge chair with a large backrest that makes the seat more like a throne. "He shares his name with my father, a name I haven't thought of for a very long time."
"That vampire was called James and a young one too, not even a century old. Not that he deserves to stay alive and taint my father's name with his gruesome acts." Seras blinked a few times, her vision sharpening and she could see the wild, dark hair of her saviour. The man had an aristocratic face which made him very handsome, especially with his emerald eyes that just oozes power. His clothes were of a high standard that only people with money could buy and this man certainly looks like a noble. Her eyes then moved towards the second person, also a male and just like the first man. He too is handsome with almost the same hair, only grown out long past his shoulders, but the man had grey piercing eyes that oozed out playfulness. "Sirius, I fear that you won't stay long with the young lady. Despite that, the three brothers are mere ants. Ants can still cause problems and they have power in numbers. I sent you immediately to Lucretia and I want you to stay there for a while. Support her, don't let anyone come close to her and try to find anything Black on those who conspiracy on her."
"Lucretia is a strong woman. She is your daughter and a Nosferatu like you which makes her practical immortal." Seras heard the man chuckle. "Fine, fine Hadrian. It is only natural that you feel protective of your daughter." It was then that she noticed that the two men were now looking at her. "And I think that keeping your second daughter a secret from her would be wise, or else Lucretia will follow in her old man's footsteps and dump all the responsibilities on the young miss."
Seras blinked confusingly. 'Wha..what did they just say!' A small Seras was running circles in her head. "Queen of Vampires...and she is his daughter then that means this young man is the King! Wait...wait...that is not the most important part. Why is that other man calling me his daughter and the other woman dumping her responsibilities on my shoulders!"
Harry chuckled upon hearing his new daughter's voice of confusion, dispelling the dark mood that they were in. Rising up from his chair and crossing the distance, Harry quickly stopped the girl from rising up by placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't rise up so quickly Seras, if you don't want to give us a show."
"What do you mean," Seras started and lowered her gaze over her body. Her sight was immediately obstructed by a pair of obstructed spheres. As a mortal she already possessed a large bust size, now however they have doubled almost in size. "My breasts have grown again," She held the white bed sheet against her skin, out of instinct. Curiously she lifted them up slightly to peek below it. "Where are my clothes...wait! Did you guys strip me of my clothes!" Seras lean away from the emerald-eyed man, trying to create some distance. With her new discovery, the former police girl forgot that she lied on a bed and fell over the edge. Her white bed sheet flew up into the air when she fell towards the floor. Landing in an awkward position and her modesty only protected by the bed obstruction the few of the two men. Seras head popped up again behind the bed, sticking out.
Laughter rang through the dark chamber and the second figure, who the younger man had called Sirius. The man was doubled over and Seras adopted the expression of embarrassment despite her face refusing to darken with blood. She felt relieved when the bed sheet returned back to her, landing over her head and covering her body. "I haven't laughed that hard in a long while." Wheezed the man with tears trickling down his cheeks. "She is a keeper and a good addition to our family."
"Good evening Seras. Your body adapts very well to the change that had happened to you." The younger man spoke to her again. He straightened his position and sent her a smile. "You are a bundle of energy and that is a good sign. Before we answer any of your questions that are probably brimming towards the surface in your mind, I like to share that my servants had removed your clothes and cleaned you free of blood, before they tucked you into bed so that the change could happen in a comfortable situation." The man then calmly moved towards the only entrance in the chamber. "We'll wait outside and give you some privacy to make yourself presentable."
Seras followed the departing of the two men with her eyes. She waited for the door to be closed behind them before standing up, tall again. Releasing her hold on the white bed sheet that slid down over her skin, its touch like that of a fluffy feather. Looking around, Seras could see a mirror on one side of the wall. Crossing the distance until she stands in front of the mirror, Seras gets her first good look at her new self. Her hair that was once a sunny blonde now faded to a platinum blonde, her eyes were still that clear blue like that of the sky on summer days. A long slender neck with wide, yet still feminine shoulders and then there were her breasts, which were abnormally large. Bringing a hand to her chest, her breasts were round, perky and full as she touched them. "I know that most women who have this size of breasts would walk with a curled back, just to find some balance. But mine are firm and don't weigh heavy or sack." Her gaze lowered towards her slim waist which then flowed out into wide childbearing hips and her toned legs finished her whole figure. She turns back to her bed and gasps. There on the bed lies a beautiful dress that would have cost her a fortune, but more importantly there was a diminutive creature standing beside her bed.
A scream erupted from Seras upon seeing the unusual creature standing in her room. The creature squealed in surprise and jumped a meter into the air when the door slammed open and the young emerald-eyed man stormed like a whirlwind into the room. "I heard you scream, I know that being turned can feel frightened and..." His voice drifted away upon seeing his new child standing completely naked.
"Bad Master," a squeaky voice could be heard that was filled with amusement. "Bad Master barged into the new mistress room uninvited. New mistress was only surprised to see me, Master." The small creature then turns towards the former mortal. "Diane is sorry to frighten the new mistress. I only prepared the dress for you to wear for this evening dinner."
Harry still couldn't help himself to tear away his gaze from the beautiful girl. "Diane has served Master Peverell since the fall of the Roman Empire and we are elves." The elf, Diane then snapped her finger and the white bed sheet flew up from the floor and raced towards her master. The sheet draped tightly around her master's head before moving towards the door.
Seras laughed quietly at the comedic show of seeing the young man being dragged out of her room by a white bed sheet. "As for you, Mistress, you need to be dressed before you can join the master for dinner." She heard Diane say towards her. Besides the little elf was a bathtub from which steam rose up into the air. "Step into the tube and Diane can start washing your hair with scented soap before trying out the dresses." The girl blinks when she sees three dresses floating in the air as if an invisible person is wearing them. She stepped into the bath, disturbing the water and slowly let herself sink into the comfortable hot liquid. A moment later she feels her head being massaged by a pair of hands, a kind hum played by the elf and Seras feels all her muscles relax.
Pearls of sweat slide down the side of his face, drenching his collar wet. The stench of his fear lingered around him when the demonic hound that resembled a stalking shadow moved past him. Many crimson eyes with dark slits turned chaotic on the hound's body, scanning their surroundings and many times their gazes sailed over him. Abraham stands there in the shadows on trembling legs, fearing for his life. There was even a moment that he dared to swear that the hound was laughing at him. Cold, flesh-tearing laughter that caused the merge in his bones to freeze painfully, and not to forget the cold chill that ran down his spine, causing goosebumps all over his body. He didn't dare to breathe, fearing that the sounds of consuming air would trigger the hound to pounce on him and start devouring him just like the demon did with the Vampire.
His eyes shifted flitted towards the exit and then back towards the hound, repeatedly switching between his escape route and the dangerous demon. There was even a fleeting thought of just attacking the demon, only for a second, because the glares from the many demonic eyes told him clearly not to try anything funny. Preventing him to put words to action, and possibly saved his life. And so, Abraham van Helsing could only watch, petrified from fear how the demonic hound departed from the sewers and slowly slinked into the shadows before disappearing completely. Helsing didn't move, even when the hound wasn't there any longer. The man believed that the demon was playing a game with him.
A Game. Trying to see if he was brave enough to step out of the shadows. Stay in the safety of the shadows, or brave the danger. The tunnels of the sewers were now devoid of anything, except him. However, even the absence of the demonic hound didn't give him the courage and only after an hour after the moon sets at the highest position in the night sky did Helsing dare to leave the sewers. Abraham stepped out of the sewers, using the walls to support his quivering legs. His first step into the light of the moon gave him a sense of relief that he was still alive. That he had survived this encounter with the much darker side of what he already knew.
Stumbling through the streets of London, using the safety of the shadows to slip past the patrols. The Night Watch were patrolling the city's streets, keeping a vigilant watch for the citizens that were sleeping peacefully in their own beds. Abraham had many close times that the Night Watch almost discovered him. He couldn't be found in the middle of the night by them, because for the mundane he had no reason to wander in the middle of the night. As he stumbled through the streets, his quivering legs slowly regained his strength back and his stands became firmer. Dodging patrols wasn't the most difficult part of returning home, no. The most difficult was to ignore the many invisible eyes that he felt gazing at the back of his head. A cold chill brushed past him and the hair on his neck stood, causing him to twist on the spot to see what had caused this dreadful feeling. Now the man wished he hadn't.
There...standing below a street lantern and sitting in a dark alley was the same demonic hound that had terrified him back in the sewer. Only now the hound was much, much larger and the size of a bull. Abraham didn't know how quick he must fish out his key and unlock his door, The sound of his lock turning and with a sweep the door was wide open. His gaze returned to the same lantern, only for the hound to be gone. Not wanting to stay any longer on the street with a terrifying creature, Abraham entered his home and quickly removed his necklace that held the Cross of Christ and quickly wrapped that around the door handle to ward off evil and closed his door again and twisted the key to lock.
He quickly took a few firm steps away from the door and rested his back against the foundation of his house. 'That thing followed me, Ddraig.' Whispered Abraham with a quiet voice. 'It followed me from the sewers to my home. There is a literal demon standing there outside on the streets. Knowing where I live and all that is between us is the Lord's grace.' The man rose up from his seated position on the floor and started to climb the stairs. "I will not lie, Ddraig and say that he didn't frighten me, but it did. I saw him devouring a True Vampire as if he was nothing. There is a Demon in London and I need to know how to kill it. It is a danger to humanity and everything not blessed on God's Earth must be exterminated."
Ddraig could only shake his head mentally upon hearing his host talk. These speeches caused him to feel disappointed in himself for letting Yahweh slay them after the battle he had with Albion. Now, they both had become glorified weapons for humans to be used. Their incredible powers are so minimized because of their host weak bodies and minimize magical stores. 'You're treading down a dangerous path, Abraham. The idea that you control only a sliver of my full might makes you believe that you can lead an army to conquer Earth in the names of the humans.'
Abraham becomes in the future the foundation for the rise of the Hero faction. To Conquer Earth in the names of the humans and eradicate everything not belonging on the Biblical God's green earth.
Harry guided his new daughter, Seras Victoria through the streets of London. They were surrounded by the mundane that had no knowledge that two immortals were walking amongst them. "Seras, beyond this door open a completely new world." The emerald-eyed man told the young Nosferatu. "A world that has been hidden from the mundane for a very long time, yet blossoming like a tree. With each blossom blooming on the trees, a new generation was born, bringing the magical world to a new height." With a hand, he swept the door open for his daughter. "Once you step over the threshold, I can promise that you will see things that haven't even appeared in your wildest dreams. My daughter, welcome to the Leaky Cauldron...the Magical pub and entrance for one of the Magical shopping villages...Diagon Alley."
Dear readers, I hope you enjoyed this new chapter of Harry's adventure. It has been a while that I updated this story and I hope that I surprised you all a little.
The world I create is large, and many different beings live on Earth. High School DxD give a lot of opportunities to add different world's together, yet can go seamlessly together. There will be references to other beings, groups and heroes. Some will even appear in a few chapters, and so, I added Seras. She is born in late 1800 in my story and she will play an important role later.
Abraham van Hellsing is in my story still young, and we will soon make a time jump where we will see him older and much more experienced. He will be ready for The Fight.
In my next update, I will introduce Serafall and a certain wand crafter.
Stay safe. Stay healthy and take care of one another. Love and see you in the future. Thank you RandomCoolGuy, sorry, I hadn't yet used Grammarly and last night became pretty late.
I had a Horror movie night, so was pretty tired. Thank you, and I hope I managed to get most errors out.