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.

The next day after Xander's meeting with Sir Integra, a call came to the house from Her Majesty's Royal Adjutant, Sir Reginald, that Integra would be released the following day. This brought morale among the few living troops still at the manor to a high unseen since before Seras was turned, which in turn enticed them to take Xander off that morning for a training day as a way to thank him. Most people would think this 'training' at the hands of several SAS trained demon hunters would involve drinking and debauchery on an epic scale. Most people do not work under a strict task master like Sir Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing, commonly known as the Iron Maiden, or simply 'The Boss' by her men.

Xander tumbled back to the main manor house that afternoon covered in sweat, grime, and cordite after a stimulating day of sniper drills, urban assault training, and instruction in several forms of hand to hand combat considered illegal and immoral in civilized nations. He really couldn't be happier with his morning; after all, it got him out of the math assignments /Alucard/, of all people, had written up for him.

The White Knight's good cheer faltered slightly as he met Seras at the foyer, and saw her expression. "What's up, Vicky? You look like someone told you that you have cancer of the puppy." he asked in concern for his sorta-girlfriend.

The vampiress just sighed heavily, doing things to her ample chest that made Xander's heart rate increase, as she sadly answered, "We have lessons in Latin and Greek with Master in the library as soon as you've washed up, love."

"Ouch. I thought he was taking some R&R to terrorize some folks today. I mean it was Walter who was going to try to bore me to sleep with math before I got miraculously accepted by the troops for scaring the Queen's Royal Watcher's Council wannabes into springing my most excellent cousin." he replied, going into a Keanu Reeves impersonation from the word 'most'.

"He said something about not wanting to slack off in his duties as a parent and grandparent, and that I could use some education as well. He looked far too entertained for my liking." Seras responded wearily. Her face perked up into an impish grin as she added, "And you better get those jokes about Sir Integra being the Iron Maiden out of your system now. She /hates/ it when she hears them call her that. Even obscure movie references like Bill & Ted might make her upset."

"Bogus." Xander quipped in his best Bill S. Preston voice. "Well, if he's happy about this, it can not be of the good, but we have no escape. I'll hit the showers and be back in 10. If it helps, I've picked up a little Latin and Greek from my years of staring at G-man's most boring of books, so I can try to help you with the uh...small words, anyway." he offered after getting his intended giggle from the Police Girl.

Seras' returning grin was bright and was as she replied "I'd appreciate it." before stepping up to him and giving him a peck on the lips. "Now you smell frightful, so off to the showers with you." she playfully ordered.

"Well, if you insist. I'd offer for you to join me, but I doubt my granpappy formerly known as the Unholy Prince would want to wait that long. See you in a few." he countered in an equally playful tone before kissing her quickly and running off to the shower.

"Silly git." Seras whispered fondly to herself as she nearly skipped off toward the library.

From where they had been quietly observing from an antechamber, Walter and Alucard both shared a grin at the childish antics of the two young Hellsing operatives.

"Young love, eh old friend?" Walter asked mildly from where he stood. He had been allowed out of his wheelchair as of yesterday, although he was still weak and recovering from his injuries.

"Young love indeed, Angel of Death. If they get anymore saccharine, they will give me cavities and you diabetes for being in the same room with them..." the vampire replied with a sarcastic roll of his eyes as he apperated to the library ahead of Seras.

Walter's soft grin only grew as he finished Alucard's thought with, "And you wouldn't want it any other way."

Three hours of dead languages, and 'accidental' brushes against each other that Alucard was surprisingly polite enough to ignore, later Xander and Seras found themselves with a surprising thing on their hands...free time.

Alucard had left the house after a meal shared with the two youths, one where Xander insisted on no soup or 'punch' for himself. The No Life King seemed to take a perverse pleasure in trying to convince Xander to drink blood with he and the Police Girl, since it was shown that Xander lacked the natural nausea reaction that ingested blood created for most people. Xander just tried to avoid the subject altogether so that he didn't hurt Seras' feelings due to her own reticence to feed.

Regardless, once supper was finished, Alucard had left, citing that he had things to handle in town, and that they should enjoy their last bit of freedom before his Master's return to the head of the household. Both Xander and Seras shuddered as they though of just what might catch Alucard's attention so wholly that he would practically fly out of the house at the nearest opportunity. In fact, it wouldn't surprise them if he had done so by way of transforming into a swarm of bats once he was outside.

"Well, what do you want to do with our little slice of freedom, Vicky?" Xander asked. Right now, they were killing time by honing their sidearm skills at the firing range. Well, Xander was honing his skills. Seras' vision, muscle control, reflexes, and other preternatural gifts made this more of an exercise to see of she could ever match Sir Integra's ability to put a spread so close in the target that it appeared as if only one round was fired even after three clips were spent.

I could go for a good night of snogging, followed with that shower you offered earlier a wicked little imp in the back of her mind suggested, even as she shrugged and replied, "I don't know. I haven't had much free time since the first weeks after Master turned me. I'm a little out of practice on the concept."

The few other troops in there just rolled their eyes at the pair and kept their mouths shut. Two nights before, when Seras and Xander had come there to unwind after a fruitless patrol for FREAKS a younger soldier, one who had harassed Seras before, had made gagging noises and a few highly ungentlemanly comments about how Xander should find a warm piece of arse instead of boffing a corpse. That trooper, a man who had all kinds of hell first hand in combat long before he had begun his stint with Hellsing, was still in the infirmary. That night Xander had proved that he could be as fearsome as his cousin when angered; and that like his cousin the subject of vampires he spends his time with was way off limits.

"Want to head into town for a bit?" Xander asked casually over the fire spewing from his new Colt .45 caliber pistol. Walter had given it to him the day before, saying something about Alucard wanting him to work his way up to /real/ guns.

"We didn't have much luck on patrol the last two nights, but I guess that sounds good." Seras replied, a bit frustrated as her fourth round was off by half a round's width and enlarged the hole in the target.

"Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a date." Xander responded sheepishly, even as the troops began to look elsewhere and pack up quickly. They knew they wouldn't be able to keep quiet at this pace, and lying in bed, moaning, and covered with ice and bandages /there/ was not their idea of fun.

Seras blushed prettily as she replied, "Oh. I guess I have been to long without free time. That sounds wonderful."

Xander's grin lit up the now vacated firing range as he finished his set, and moved to disassemble and clean the pistol with Seras doing the same right beside him.

"You understand the terms of what is to be done?" Alucard asked in low, dangerous tones.

"Sure 'nuff. We put a bullet in the old codger's 'ead, an' leave 'im over in this flat in Whitechapel wif the coke an the cash to make it look like 'e was there to surrport 'is habit an' got capped." a cockney accented man in scruffy clothes responded. "But you know mate, that someone this high up, it ain't gonna even hit the rags. They'll bury it the same way they've buried 'is 'abit for years." the man warned.

Alucard grinned madly, making the man take step back in fear, as he responded, "That doesn't matter. All that matters is that it's done, you do it right, and that you never saw anyone that looked like me before. You get the other half after you've finished. Don't fail me."

"'ey now! My family's been doin' jobs for you when you wanted daytime stuff 'andled away from you for generations. We know 'ow to take out the trash when we need to." argued the man, who was clearly of gypsy descent despite his thick British accent.

"I know. That is why I called you." Alucard replied as he faded from view.

He rematerialised on the roof of the opposite building and watched in satisfaction as the man scurried off to his task.

"I see you still use your reserves when needed." a cultured voice with a slight Romanian accent said from behind him. The disapproval in the voice was clear the speaker's tone.

"Good to see you have the decency to answer your poor father's calls when it suits you, Adrian." the No Life King replied sardonically as he turned to face his white trussed son.

"I go by Alucard these days, /father/." Adrian responded coldly.

"Me too." the red clad vampire said with an impish grin.

"So I've heard." Adrian replied uneasily. "So who were you executing today? You rarely go to your human freelancers, even under that appalling mystic leash."

Vlad's red eyes grew hard as he replied, "Someone who was plotting to have Alexander assassinated."

Adrian's visage softened considerably as asked, "Oh. I see. Then why aren't you finishing him personally?"

The vampire's countenance was grim as he responded, "The target is a member of the Round Table. As such my Master would disapprove of my eviscerating him personally for political reasons, even if she did agree with having him killed. This just disassociates her from any conflicts of loyalty. For all anyone will know, he will have been killed chasing his own addiction to cocaine."

"Tough, but fair. You almost sound like the man I remember." Adrian commented softly. "Although I must admit that seeing you call a woman 'Master' brings up disturbing imagery."

Alucard's smirk returned full force as he replied, "And to think people believe you have mo sense of humor." At his son's understated snort of derision, he asked, "What brings you here? You would not have answered my inquiries without just cause. You hate to see me in servitude."

"I hate seeing you play at it you mean. You don't really think me fool enough to believe those spells could restrain you." the dhampir replied evenly.

The No Life King shrugged unapologetically as he replied, "They do bind me a bit. Concessions had to be made to earn Abraham's trust. After all, it was the only way I could thin out the growing weeds in the vampiric ranks that my tirades allowed to grow, without starting a civil war among us."

"It's still sick." Adrian replied coolly. "And it doesn't address just how you /met/ Abraham van Helsing. Your actions were a lesson in foolish debauchery." he scolded.

Alucard looked annoyed as he responded, "Do not lecture me on matters you were not here to witness, child. They were already killing the girl Lucy with untyped blood transfusions, which were popular treatments for ridiculous things at the time I might add, before I fed from her. She never harmed anyone in her unlife, and wanted to be a nursemaid for children, of all things, before she was staked."

"And what about Mina Murray? Or should I say Harker? Really father, even you should be above hounding a woman engaged to be married." Adrian said reproachfully.

"The best thing I could have done for Mina was to kill Harker when he first neared Castlevania. More is the pity I did not. She did, after all, become much more than a music teacher and trophy for that simpering fool with her League after he left did she not? Her life as a true vampire was far better than letting him grind her under foot until her spirit broke. Of course, he couldn't handle her intelligence and power, much less her excellence as a chemist, now could he? I hope he's rotting in hell beside whatever piece of fluff he wed after abandoning her when she showed she had an actual brain." Alucard spat back at the refined half vampire.

Adrian simply nodded, knowing that his father believed what he was saying. In all fairness, it was probably true, not that Mina would ever thank Dracula, or acknowledge what he had done as a good thing, in a thousand lifetimes. "To answer your question...I'm tracking Lilith. This seems to be where she'll head now that she's healed. She always did run to you after she had a setback." the longtime Belmont ally said.

"I was the one to destroy her support base, Adrian. She won't run to me. Not now. Not unless my Master's concerns were right and she's going after Alex." Alucard replied with mild trepidation.

"He's here?" Adrian asked in surprise.

"He finally left Boca del Infierno a few months ago. As you know he is also Hellsing, so Integra was willing to agree to my suggestion to bring him here for training. It was a good thing too, the night our agent found him, he was attacked by ghouls. The next night he was attacked by ghouls, and Elizabeth." the vampire relayed to his son.

"This is troublesome, father." Adrian responded somberly.

"I know." Alucard agreed. "That is why I'm giving him some of the more powerful relics I have from you and Trevor once he's ready for them."

"A wise precaution." Adrian commented. "Wait. You have some of my relics?" he asked after a pause.

"Of course. You do still tend to leave your toys wherever you let them fall. Many's the time I would have to crawl out of my casket, fresh from a battle with the most recent Belmont, to go over your discarded equipment that was littered throughout Castlevania. Just like when you were a toddler. One would think after all these centuries you'd have learned to pick up after yourself." Alucard scolded playfully.

"You sound like Sonja." Adrian countered with a small smile.

"No need to get insulting. Comparing /me/ to a /Belmont/. Really. I thought I raised you to have better manners than that." Alucard shot back with a falsely wounded tone of voice.

"No, that was mother. You taught me to turn into a wolf, and then let me 'wander' near the lake when Rosa was bathing there. If I recall, you left me to fend for myself as I reverted to my natural form from shock and laughed as she slapped me silly." the dhampir replied with a smile, as Alucard broke out into chuckle.

"I thought you would pass out from blood loss at your blush when she tried to give you the 'talk' after that." the vampire recalled.

"So did I, but I wasn't laughing about it the way you were." his son accused.

They let a silence that was nostalgically comfortable settle after that, before Adrian broke it and asked, "What do you intend to do if Lilith comes?"

"I'll protect my Master and my Descendant as best as I can. If I must, I'll seal her away again in a more permanent state." the vampire answered.

Adrian merely nodded. He knew better than anyone just what that admission truly entailed. After another silence he said, "I won't go to that house you were locked away in. The thought of it sickens me. But, do you suppose I could meet my great grandson?"

Alucard's grin was gentle in a way nobody but Integra and those with the last name Tepes had seen as he replied, "I think he would like it. I'll arrange something. Just keep in range of my mind." The vampire's expression grew sly as he asked, "Would you like to see him now? He's out of the manor."

"I'd love to speak to the boy. I need to see how badly you're corrupting him, if nothing else." Adrian answered with an expectant smile of anticipation.

"Oh, no. That won't be for a few days. He's on a date with my newest fledgling, and I don't want to disturb them. I just wondered if you want to help you're poor lonely father, who hasn't seen his son in over 150 years, to make sure nobody /else/ disturbs their evening?" Alucard offered.

"He's dating your fledgling? I see he's too far gone already, then." Adrian quipped mildly. "But I would like to see him." he admitted a beat later.

"Than follow me, if you remember how to." Alucard responded with a half grin, as he transformed into a flock of bats and took off into the sky.

Adrian let a chuckle loose as childhood memories of training with his father in Transylvania came to him, before he exploded into a similar swarm of bats and took off after the No Life King.

END PART 12