Title: Family Matters
Author: DhampyrX2
Genre: X-over
Series: Impure Souls
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe
Summary: Xander has hidden family. Xander discovers them. Xander's life gets turned upside down in a way that will hopefully help everyone evolve a bit.
Timeframe: After Graduation, but before the College crap starts.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Don't sue me, I'm poor.
In his dark and relatively empty chambers, Alucard sat at his small table thinking over the vents that were unfolding.
Has it really been so long that now I await the arrival of a child four generations away from me in Alexander? It seems like only yesterday, I was matching wits with Adrian, and then later Trevor. he thought nostalgically.
His thoughts turned morose as he contemplated just how long it had been since he had last seen any of his blood relations. Well, actually only Adrian, Jessica, and Alexander were still alive. Trevor had fallen to a Terakan assassin fifty years before Abraham van Helsing had captured the No Life King. An assassin Adrian and Alucard himself had taken great pleasure in tracking down in just why it was dangerous to trifle with the house of Tepes.
Meanwhile, Trevor's daughter Jessica might as well be dead for how she drank herself into oblivion alongside Anthony Harris. Not that she did much for a century before that as she was sealed in a state of suspended animation, in a manner Adrian once favored. Those pretentious fools had thought it too embarrassing to have a line connected to him living free, and so took advantage of his capture to put her where she could not be seen. Then they conveniently forgot her origins after the last elder Belmont had freed her in a final act of remorse before he died, yet ostracized her from their ill-gotten gains without even knowing why she was shunned.
Oh how he wanted to regain his freedom just long enough to remind them why they feared the name Dracula. How people like Simon and Richter Belmont could have produced those backstabbing idiots was as much a mystery as how Abraham's seed could cultivate a man like Richard Hellsing.
Now, all that he had to call family was Adrian and Alexander. With those weighty thoughts in mind, he apperated into a hidden vault beneath the Hellsing manor. He stood there for several minutes, as he stared at a portrait of his wife, an infant Adrian, and himself in the throne room of Castlevania. Around him in glass cases were several spell scrolls and weapons his son and grandson had used fighting him over the centuries. The scrolls and weapons that would be Alex's legacy.
"/I will bring him to us Lisa. And I will not let him be destroyed as his mother and grandfather were. I swear to you, my love, I will forge in him a strength that will awe even our son. He will become a glorious heir to us all./" he swore in his native Transylvanian as he gazed at his lost bride's visage.
Xander woke from his light doze with a start as a feeling of great expectation and destiny made his very spine shiver. Of course, he had no idea what is was that woke him, just that he had slept poorly.
"Oh, you're up." Seras mumbled with a huge yawn as she stretched.
"Yeah. How did you sleep?" Xander asked as he scratched his head, still bleary.
"Well enough. You want first run at the shower, or should I?" she asked.
That woke Xander up a bit more as a certain thought/fantasy from before he had dozed off. Don't go there, Xander. he chided himself mentally. "Um, you take it first." he said.
"Thank you." Seras replied with a wide smile at his manners. He was so different then those arses among the Hellsing troops that treated her so poorly. Considering his origins, that was double special.
"Not a problem." Xander responded with a smile.
Once the bathroom door was closed, and the water running, he took the opportunity to roll his eyes heavenward and mutter, "Just remember Buffy. You don't want to end up like her and Deadboy. Of course I am part vampire technically...oh stop it. Just calm down. Remember your history. Remember Faith. Women are nothing but trouble. Even if they have the cutest face, and are sweet, and have the most wonderful red eyes you want to lose yourself in...oh God help me..."
In the shower, Seras had to suppress her ever-growing blush at Xander's words. He really would have to learn just how good true vampire hearing was. Not that he isn't handsome, and sweet and delicious himself...stop it Seras. He's human...mostly. You can't think of him like that. Just put it out of your head. Especially that dance. Crumbs but he has a nice arse, though...
And somewhere in the Hellsing manor Alucard laughed uproariously.
Once Xander and Seras were both showered and changed, with many of the same thoughts of walking in running through the vampiress' mind a ran through Xander's (although hers revolved around phasing through the wall of the shower for a quick peek), they found themselves at the hotel restaurant eating as they planned out their actions for the evening.
"So how should we attack tracking out grey skinned friends from last night?" Xander asked over a bite of rare steak.
"Good question." Seras said with a depressed sigh. "I suppose I could try to 'feel' for the vampire making them with my senses, but I'm not that experienced at it. Master is much better at it. And if it's a FREAK vampire it can get that much harder to find it. They're just so...muddled."
"Got to admit, the thought of counterfeit vamps through science is really creeping me out." Xander said solemnly.
"I'd feel better if they were patterned after the lesser creatures you've fought. They're getting closer to mideon level powers, minus surviving sunlight, every day." she replied tiredly.
"There's something to give me nightmares tomorrow." the White Knight commented over a bite of baked potato.
"Which is why Sir Integra and Master want you to come to England to train." Seras suggested cautiously.
"Good pitch." Xander complimented with a smile as he looked out the window.
"Um, thanks." she responded shyly.
"Uh, Seras?" Xander asked as he looked outside the window, taking out the Beretta 9mm she had given him earlier in the room from the holster at the small of his back.
"Yes?" she distractedly as she had been studying his face without realizing it.
"I think you might want to to hone your senses now to see if that vamp is near." he said evenly.
"Hmmm?" she inquired as she shook her head a bit to clear it.
"Well, there's like triple the amount of last night's ghouls are heading this way, so I figure the master of them might be near to control that many." he answered conversationally, as he nodded his head in the direction where he was looking.
Seras turned to look out the window as well, and sure enough, at least thirty ghouls were shambling their way down the street toward the hotel.
"Bloody hell." the vampiress whispered under her breath, even as she thought, Anyone that calm in the face of this really must be related to Sir Integra.
"Shall we take them out before they get here and start killing people?" he asked as he stood from the booth and started walking toward the door.
Seras just nodded as she went and told the waitress to add the bill to her hotel tab, before rushing to catch up with her charge.
"Any suggestions?" Xander asked calmly as he surveyed the approaching throng.
"In the name and God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation." Seras grimly responded as she raised her pistol and began firing. Xander followed suit, as the pair began to put hot blessed silver alloy into the approaching servitors with lethal accuracy.
"They're faster, stronger, and more agile than what you're used to, so keep your eyes sharp." the strawberry blonde shouted as she dropped her empty clip and replaced it easily, using her fangs to chamber the pistol in a motion she had picked up from Alucard.
"Good advice", Xander replied in a grunt, as he replaced his own clip in a more traditional method, as Soldier boy's instincts came back with fluid ease in the heat of battle.
The calm that settled between the pair as they exterminated the ghouls was short lived, though, as another group stepped forward from the shadows, this group armed with automatic rifles. "Oh shit." Xander replied, dumbstruck at the thought of ghouls using guns.
Fortunately, Seras was not similarly confused as the undead monsters opened fire. She threw herself in front of Xander immediately, knocking him to the ground and covering him, a she took several rounds in the back. Once there was a pause in the carnage, which he now noticed was accompanied by the requisite screams such a gun battle would elicit, but had been ignored by the young man until that point, Seras lifted him up and ran him to a more defensible position. She ignored all around her, including her massive injuries, as she got him to relative safety behind a planter wall in front of the hotel.
"Jesus. You're hit bad. We need to get you out of here." Xander said frantically once they were no longer in motion.
"I'll live. Will you be all right here to hold position for a second? I need to apperate to the room and get a few surprises for out friends." she said as she panted unneeded breaths out of instinct.
Xander took a chance peek a over to the wall at the ever advancing ghouls, and thought things over for a moment as he sat back under their cover and said, "Go. Just leave your spare clips. I can hold this for a minute or two, while you set up to fire from the suite window. If we set a crossfire, we can take them out quicker." he replied.
"Good idea." she responded with a nod.
"Pity it won't come together in time to help you." a feminine voice cut in, seeming to originate from all around them.
"That can't be good." Xander muttered under his breath, even as a female form stepped out from the wall of the hotel and gripped Seras by the neck from behind, and the thrusting her through that same wall without the benefit of an immaterial form.
It was to his credit that Xander fired off three rounds with his pistol before it was torn from his hand and tossed off into the approaching ghouls. "Oh no, my cousin. It will not be nearly so easy to destroy me." the new vampiress sneered.
"Who the hell are you?" Xand asked as he tried to back away. only to be caught by the throat and lifted off the ground.
"You don't know much of your family, do you, you filthy Belmont blooded traitor?" she asked with a wicked sneer. "I am the Countess Elizabeth Bartley, niece to Dracula. And I look ever so forward to killing the last hunter among the filthy Belmont line. The fact you are Hellsing and one of the traitorous Belmont loving bastard Alucard's get will only sweeten it." she added with a demonic smile.
Xander offered no reply as unconsciousness due to lack of air began to overtake him.
Seras offered a reply, however, in the form of an attacking swam of blonde bats, that bit and scratched until Elizabeth threw Xander aside to scream and howl in anger. Once the boy was free, the bats reformed into a furious Seras Victoria, now clothed in her Hellsing uniform, her eyes glowing with malice.
"You filthy piece of garbage. How /dare/ you attack one of the Master's own." Seras spat venomously.
"You need to learn your place, fledgling." Bartley sneered.
"Funny, I was about to say the same to you." Seras replied in a voice eerily reminiscent of her Master's just before battle.
END PART 5