Author's Note:

I want to thank you for wanting to read my fanfic which is over a year in the making. You will find that it might not fall under the same category of many Hellsing fanfics that you have read in the past. I wanted to dig deeper into the past of Hellsing's history and the Royal Protestant Organization. I wanted to keep true to events and locations during the Holocaust and I have written everything with great care and research. I would like to remind the reader that all Hellsing characters used within this fanfic, in no way belong to me and this story is simply my own interpretation of what may have happened during the Second World War when the Royal Protestant Organization were sent to Nazi Germany to stop the experimentation on the prisoners of war. Once again, thank you all for reading and for the feedback you have given me. It is greatly appreciated.

Order 1: The Aging Queen

"The Holocaust took place across more than 20 European countries which during World War II were in the grip of Nazi Germany. During this period political boundaries changed, states were dismantled, new states established, and hundreds of place names, which before the war were unknown even to educated people, suddenly assumed great historic importance. Who would know the location of towns like Auschwitz, Treblinka, or Chelmno was it not for the death camps established there by the Germans?"

- Jeshajahu Weinberg, Founding Director, United States Holocaust Memorial Museum

At the height of the holocaust in Germany during World War II, hidden from the eyes of other countries, horrific medical experiments were inflicted upon prisoners of war in the name of the advancement of Nazi Science. Countless innocents were tested on like animals and then slaughtered when the experiments failed. As the experiments heightened, an interest was taken in the creation of some sort super drug of longevity. It was at this point that Nazi scientists began their first stages of the developments of the FREAK chip, a small device infused with DNA that matched that of the true No Life Kings. Although vampires were nothing but a myth to the world, Nazi scientists proved otherwise. During the Jewish 'cleansing' of many cities and towns throughout Europe, the homes of many vampires were destroyed, like the homes of the Jewish victims. Now starving, the migration to safer lands began. But during this time, many vampires were apprehended by Nazi forces and immediately used as the center of attention in the new FREAK experiments. It was a devastating time, for both the mortal and the immortal.

This is where the story begins...

Warsaw, Poland - August, 1943

Day was their time of rest. Undisturbed, they slept, untouched by human affairs. But not even the immortal could escape the heightening war.

Rain's eyes immediately shot open as the tremor of the distant explosion shook her coffin. Her natural instinct quickly took hold - it was early evening, still a dangerous time to even consider opening the lid of her resting place. The smell of tainted blood filled her nostrils and before she even had a chance to debate her options of opening the coffin lid or not, it was swiftly lifted up by another pair of pale hands other than her own. "Meister?" She questioned as her eyes fell upon the familiar face of her Master staring down at her. The black wooden lid was quickly cast aside as his hand reached out quickly to help Rain to her feet. "Was ereignis ist?"

Master? What's happening?

"We must leave now." He whispered softly.

Everything was happening so fast, or was it? A part of her knew that this day would come. They were living in dangerous times, danger that threatened even the immortal life of a Vampire. Within the past four years, the Nazis, who had moved like preying wolves into Poland from Germany, had completely taken over. Branding Jewish citizens as outcasts, they had forced over 360 000 of them into the Ghetto - a small enclosed part of the city where they were held like livestock. Within a year they had begun to transport the Jews in cattle cars to the 'labor' camps in the East - Auschwitz, Treblinka, and Chelmno. The tension in the air was growing and a part of her knew that the Jews were being sent to a fate far worse than labor. With each passing day, the numbers of Nazi soldiers patrolling the streets at night were growing. No longer was it a scattered number here and there. Thousands of Nazi guards walked the street at night, making it more dangerous than ever to feed. It was as if they knew she and her Master were there and even though they kept on guard, the danger of staying in Warsaw was growing with each passing day. Something more was rising in the air, and she knew it was time to leave their home.

The moment the sun set, they were on the move. Swiftly, Rain followed closely behind her Master. The air was still and the distant sounds of gunshots from the Ghetto could be heard echoing through the darkness. They would make their way out of the city and then out of the country. Wherever they were going, she knew her Master would lead them somewhere safe. Since her birth into the world of night, he had been there, protecting, watching and teaching her. She admired him and looked up to him as a child would regard their parent. He was her entire world and it was an aspect of her life that she never wanted to change. He was her Father, her Master, and her Lover. No words were exchanged between them as they moved from rooftop to rooftop, alley to alley, and street to street until finally they came to a stop near the bank of the Vistula River - the river that cut Warsaw in half. Crossing the bridge would get them away from the Ghetto and closer to freedom. Looking to her Master, she waited for his signal to move. He could easily cross the river on his own, but his disadvantage was that Rain could not. Although she had heightened movement and strength, she still lacked many of the qualities of a true No Life King. She was only a half vampire and in order to fulfill her transformation, she needed to drink the blood of her Master - something that she knew she wasn't ready for. He did not pressure her to do so for they had an eternity or so they believed.

Keeping by her side, they made their way to the bridge. Their feet made no sound as they crossed the stone pass but even with their silent movement it wasn't enough. At the halfway point, her Master froze in place. Lifting his head, he sniffed the air and as he did so, they both were blinded instantly by two flood lights that suddenly focused on them from the other side of the river. Grabbing her hand, they both turned, only to have more lights light up from back the way they had come. The sound of heavy approaching footsteps filled her ears as she blindly clung to her Master's arm. "Master!" She cried out; making the movement to run forward, but he pushed her back against the stone railing of the bridge, shielding her body with his own. "Damn." He hissed, tears of blood welling up at the corners of the squinting eyes. Baring his fangs, his lips curled back in a low growl. Red eyes, specked with silver tried desperately to focus on situation surrounding them.

"Feuer!"

Rain's world slowed to a dead stop. Nearly drowning out the sound of the gunshots, the sound of her Master's growl was overpowering, it rose in her ears like a lion's roar. No words could escape her mouth as her master wretched himself free of her grip and suddenly pushed her back over the railing of the bridge. "Run." She felt herself suddenly grow weightless. Grasping for him, his figure distanced from her against her will. She was unable to grab hold of him as she fell over the side towards the water below.

"Master!!"

Time returned to normal as her figure hit the water. Thrashing immediately for the surface, she gasped for air. Looking around frantically for her Master, her long black hair stuck to her white face, hindering her view. "Master!!" She screamed out for him. What was happening? Her ears were ringing and the sound gunshots and sirens were overwhelming, but no longer could she hear her Master. Over and over she cried out for him but there was no reply. Fighting the current, she managed to pull herself to shore, but by then the lights and gunfire had faded. Scrambling quickly up the river bank to the road, her mind raced as she ran back towards the bridge. But there was no one there. It was like nothing had even happened.

"Master?" She asked again, her pace slowing to a stop. Turning around, she looked in every possible direction for some sign of her Master but there was nothing to be found. Like so many of children of war, Rain now suddenly found herself an orphaned child of the night with no guidance. She reached out mentally to the connection that her and her Master shared, hope burning within her. She felt something, but it was distant and weakening with each passing second. Rain stood still, clenching her fists as she fought back the urge to cry. She wouldn't cry. Shaking her head as she shut her eyes, she bit her trembling lip. She would find him, even if it meant ripping Poland and every German in it completely apart, she would find him.