Summary: This Buffyverse is about fifty years or less into the future compared to the norm. Xander is a miner on Mars during the Red Faction rebellion.

Crossover: Red Faction (the PC game), Hellsing (the anime series, also the manga)

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Pre-Fic Comments:

Okay, I make no promises as to update speed. For some reason, I find it hard to write when my folks is around.

You'll probably want to re-read the bits previous to this first. It's on the archive somewhere.

As I've stated in earlier posts for this story, all weapon stuff is based on TV, computer games, and manga. The only experience I have in RL with guns is slug guns.

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Xander grinned. He was used to taking his amusement where he could, on Mars, and the habit had held.

"Yeah," he confirmed. "I'm Lord Hellsing. Grandma Integra named me her sucessor. Had a chat to Queen E and everything."

Giles picked his glasses from the floor slowly. "Good Lord."

The ex-miner picked up a strange looking bone from the counter. It looked like a really tiny rib-backbone-rib type of bone, from a serpent. He turned it over in his hand while he waited for Giles to mentally catch up.

"Don't touch that," the British man commanded absently.

"What is it?," Xander asked. A sharp point on it stabbed into his hand, drawing blood. "Ow!"

"It's an unknown relic," Giles said resignedly. "Buffy took it from a cultist last week, and we've been trying to identify it. Do try not to damage it."

Xander sucked the wound. A strange taste of liquorice accompanied the familiar coppery tang of blood, but he chalked it up to those weird nanites that Capek had experimented with, back on Mars. He still couldn't believe that he was related to that little bastard... then again, given Xander's parents...

"Oh, okay," Xander intelligently replied. "Where is the Buffmeister and Willow?"

"Currently attending college," Giles said proudly. "There has been a noticeable dearth of Big Bads while you have been away."

"Great, wonderful," Eos interrupted. The leader of the Red Faction looked distinctly bored. "I need somewhere to stay. So does Vampire, here. Know a place?"

"Vampire?," Giles asked bemusedly.

"They started calling me that after I told them about Sunny D on a bet," Xander explained wearily.

"Place, stay?," Eos repeated.

"Er, you may stay in my apartment for the time being," Giles offered. After a moment, he added, "as long as you stay on separate beds."

"Thanks," Eos said. "Now, cultists? Are they good or bad?"

Her staccato manner of speaking threw the Watcher off his stride for a moment. "Er, they seem to be attempting to open the Hellmouth, as per usual."

"Can't we have any cults or demons coming here to offer me twinkies and coca cola as sacrifices?," Xander complained goodnaturedly.

Giles smiled for a moment, before the shop door was thrown open by a short, blonde Slayer.

"Giles! Giles!," she screamed.

"B-Buffy?," Giles asked, thrown off his stride by Buffy. She hadn't been this worried for... well, a long time.

"We've got a BIG problem," she said.

"Yeah, we just got filled in about that cult," Xander said. "Twinkies and coke ahoy!"

Slayer Summers paused, goggling at Xander. "You're back! Me and Willow were so worried that you got killed on Mars!"

"Yeah, I was worried that I'd get killed too," Eos said. "But, hey presto, here we are. What's the new problem?"

Buffy gave the woman a flat look. "Who are you?"

"She's Eos," Xander said, giving the brunette woman a quick hug. "She's good people."

"Er, Buffy, problem?," Giles asked, starting to get exasperated.

"Oh, yeah. Some new Master vampire turned up. He scared the crap out of Spike, and I can still feel him with my Spider sense."

A suspicion formed in the back of Xander's mind. "Was he dressed in a blood red coat?"

"Yeah, that's what Spike said," Buffy agreed.

"His name's Alucard. He can do this really neat trick with... okay, shutting up now."

Giles pulled out a heavy concordance of Watcher's Journals. "Alucard... Alucard..."

The shop door's bell rang as someone opened it like a normal person. All four people looked up, to see the vampire that Giles had just looked up.

"Hi, Alucard," Xander waved. Eos just nodded.

Giles pulled out a loaded crossbow from beneath the counter of the bookshop, and Buffy got out Mr Pointy. Xander stretched, and settled down on an armchair. The Red Faction leader just leaned against a set of shelves.

The ancient vampire smirked at the Watcher and the Slayer, showing off his two long fangs. He arrogantly strode into the bookshop, his sheer presence and powerful aura stunning the Slayer. Giles, far more self possessed than the Californian girl, shot the vampire through the heart with his crossbow.

"I ruin more shirts that way," Alucard complained, still smirking. He turned to Xander and bowed. "Order me, my Master."

Silence ensued.

"Xander, you gots some splaining to do."

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Post-Fic Comments:

The 'liquorice taste' thing comes from the fact that I'm now in possession of a VERY beautiful bottle of Galliano Black, liquore alla sambuca. It's more than a foot tall, tapering to the cap from a three inch wide base, and all opaque black... It's also way easier to drink than whiskey.