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.

Author's Note: For the items that were Adrian's I'll list for Xander to receive beyond the swords, go and search the site in my profile.

Xander would swear that the dinner that had transpired that night was one of the strangest meals of his life for the rest of his days. Between Alucard's ridiculously transparent double entendres to tease Xander and Seras, his teasing of Integra, and the way Integra and he seemed to bicker in ways that reminded him of an old married couple, Xander was certain the evening would never fade from his memory.

The fact that his cousin forced the ancient vampire king to explain why he wanted Xander to drink blood, and gave her blessings if he chose to do so was memorable as well.

"I'm going to need decades of therapy at this rate." he muttered to himself as he looked over his appearance in his bathroom mirror. It was ten days after the first full family dinner among all his relatives in the Hellsing Organization (all two if them) and he and Alucard were going to meet Adrian, the fabled protector and ally of the Belmont clan. The fact he was Xander's great-grandfather only added to his tension.

As he came out his room, once again dressed in the Hellsing-pinned suit Walter had arranged for him when he had visited Integra in the Tower of London, Seras was there to meet him. "You look dashing, love." she complimented with a shy smile.

"Thanks, Kitten." he replied with a half grin. "I just hope this goes smoothly. I mean, Adrian's got as large a reputation as Gramps with my family, just in the other direction. I hope I meet up to standards and stuff."

"I'm certain you will. After all, Master and Sir Integra are certainly glad to know you." she assured him as they walked toward the garage. Xander would be driven to the flat Adrian was staying at while in London by Integra's personal driver. Alucard was already there, presumably by way of bat swarm, due to his distaste for what he called 'a poor imitation of Nemo's design'. Neither youth knew what he meant by that, but decided not to press the issue.

"Yeah, well Teg' and Gramps wanted me here to train, anyway. Great-grandpa was just passing through. I guess I'm just worried my family reunion record will even out to two for and two against, instead of going three to one." he admitted sheepishly.

Seras gave him a warm and comforting grin even as she admonished, "You know Sir Integra doesn't appreciate being called Teg'."

Xander shrugged and grinned unapologetically as he responded, "She was the one who complained that I didn't think enough of her to name her like I did you and Wally. She can deal with the results. It's not like I'm calling her cousin Int, or something. Besides, I don't get that informal around the troops, so it's not like it's a morale or discipline issue. She needs to lighten up a bit, anyway. She's always really tense."

"She has a lot of responsibilities. And had to take them too young to remember how to relax." Seras said in defense of her boss.

"Which is why I need to help her loosen up. It's either me making with the funnies, or we find her an opportunity to get laid. And I don't want her, Wally, and Gramps all gutting me at once for suggesting that to her." he replied with a shudder.

"Xander!" Seras cried in mock outrage. "You don't say things like that! Cor, but that's twisted."

"Sane is both boring and deadly when you grow up on the mouth of hell." he responded with a smile.

"And suggesting Sir Integra needs a man is suicidal." she added.

"Which is why I make with the funnies." he retorted.

As that conversation took place, another was transpiring between the two vampiric beings known as Alucard.

"So she is here, then." Vlad commented in somber and thoughtful tones.

"Yes, father, she is. But she did not seem as you described her from the encounter with the Millennium group. If anything she seemed...saner. Her hatred and resentment of me was as strong as ever, but she actually restrained herself in the inn, and did not send anyone to attack for the two days I remained in the area afterward." Adrian replied evenly.

"Anything would be an improvement over the terrified creature I faced South America. All she did was shout 'He's here' repeatedly, and refer to me as 'Samiel'. I couldn't even reach her mind." the vampire admitted. "Did she mention anything about the attack on Xander and Seras?" the No Life King inquired of his son.

"She said I already know the answer, and I just have to believe it. She did admit to knowing of Alex's existence, though." Adrian answered.

"Curiouser and curiouser." Vlad mused as he contemplated this information.

"Does it mean something special father?" Adrian inquired.

"Not really. But if she knew about Xander, it begs the question of why she didn't attack him before when he was vulnerable. It would certainly have drawn me away from my Master at her own orders, and left Integra open to be sacrificed before I could reach her. Perhaps she was less dedicated to those pathetic Nazi remnants than I first believed." he answered.

"She did seem less interested in the child, than she did in threatening me. Truthfully, I've never seen her like that before. It was like she was trying to subdue herself to reduce attention, and was watching out for an attack all at once." Adrian confided.

"Maybe das Millennium came to a similar conclusion about my wayward daughter. Or simply handle failure the way their parent organizations did." Vlad mused darkly.

"You think they would hunt her for failing to destroy you?" Adrian asked, somewhat surprised.

"If she did anything they saw as abandonment, she would certainly be a fair target for them. I would hardly call her the Aryan ideal." Vlad replied.

"True. She looks like a younger female version of you, but with freckles." Adrian responded.

"And it seemed that she was the only one among the entire group to know my full power. If she was well and truly their loyal servant, one would assume she would have informed them more thoroughly of my capabilities. None of them even knew the extent of my regeneration." the vampire continued.

"The one thing she always desired most was your approval, even when she screamed to the heavens about how much she hated you." Adrian pointed out.

"I think there is a great deal more to this than meets the eye, my son. And we just don't have enough pieces to see what is coming. Not yet, at least." Vlad mused.

Adrian nodded in agreement before turning the conversation back to lighter concerns. "So, you said you will give Xander the Sword of Dawn and the Vorpal Blade?" he asked.

"Yes, they are diverse enough in power to serve him well on the Hellmouth in several situations..." Vlad began as he took the opportunity to discuss lighter things.

Xander gulped nervously as he fought a bout of anxiety outside the door to Adrian's flat. Well, actually, it belonged to a friend of his named Mina, but she hadn't been in Britain for some time apparently, and gave her permission for him to stay there whenever he was in London. He adjusted his tie, a red monstrosity with an eye design that Gramps had given him and insisted he wear tonight, as he checked his appearance one more time before he moved his hand to knock on the door.

Just as he was about to knock, he was interrupted by a mental chuckle and a command of Just open the door and get in here, boy. It's not like we can't hear your heartbeat and breathing out there. from Vlad.

Xander shook his head ruefully as he obeyed. "Sorry Gramps. I was just trying to observe the manners Teg' and Wally are so keen on at the manor." he commented as he entered.

"Those rules are for my Master and her world. Here, away from courtly concerns, we are simply family. You have no grounds for such trepidation." the No Life King admonished with an irreverent grin.

"As little as I agree with father on anything, I must agree with him here, Xander. Please come in and relax." Adrian commented as he came in from the kitchen with two cups of blood for himself and Vlad.

"Uh, thanks Alucard." Xander replied automatically as he walked the rest of the way into the room and sat sown in a well stuffed easy chair.

Adrian took in the sight of him reading everything from his physical features to his aura, as he walked over and gave him his hand to shake. "It is good to finally meet you, Xander. Both as an ally of the Belmont Clan, and as your great-grandfather, I welcome you." the dhampir said as Xander stood and shook his hand.

"It's um, an honor to meet you as well." Xander replied awkwardly.

Adrian smiled gently in a way that reminded Vlad so much of Lisa it hurt, as he responded, "Relax, child. You're among family here. If you can withstand living in a house with father and his...master, then you have little to fear from me. Now, would you care for anything to drink?"

"He'll have what we are having." Vlad answered from behind them.

"I thought his aura looked more vivid then it did two weeks ago." Adrian commented with a small glare over his shoulder at his father.

"I'm surprised you didn't smell it on his breath." Vlad replied with am unrepentant smirk.

"I, uh, brushed my teeth before I left, Gramps. I'm not a pig, you know." Xander defended with a look of mild confusion. Why would Adrian be upset with me feeding, when Teg' isn't? I mean she's the fully human one. he thought to himself.

"Because I had hoped you had been far enough removed from us to feel totally human, Xander. The more you drink, the more powerfully your mideon blood may manifest." Adrian answered to his unasked question as he took a stepped away from the White Knight so he could speak more freely with both Xander and his father.

"Which will help him access his relics and use them to their best purpose." Vlad interjected.

"Un does this mean I'm turning from drinking blood?" Xander asked with a small amount of panic in voice.

Adrian and Vlad both looked at him with no small bit of amusement as Vlad snorted, and Adrian replied, "No. Not really. Being turned is changing what you are fundamentally. It changes your species. Your vampire blood was already there in you, it was just dormant. All this will really do is awaken it to a degree. Even at your full power, you would be considered a dhampir at most. I had just wanted you to feel more...integrated than Trevor, Jessica, and I."

Adrian's explanation mollified Xander a bit, but it also raised some odd questions. "Okay, I can get that, I guess. Although, for the record, being raised in Sunnydale does not prepare you for regular society. Our high school newspaper had an obituary section. But if I was already kinda vampy, then how did the alternate me from Anya's powers get turned into a revenant vamp? I mean, people with mideon blood are immune right? Wouldn't I have turned into my regular self instead of getting all soulless and growing some extra forehead once I started feeding?"

At Adrian's look of bewilderment, Vlad used his powers to recount the events in question, where Xander had learned of his vampiric doppelganger from the deposed demoness Anyanka's alternate universe due to an errant spell to retrieve her power center that brought an alternate, revenant, Willow to their reality. "That is a good question. All I can assume is that your power was so tightly buried, that it allowed the demon to eject your soul and corrupt your body. Your aura is certainly too powerful /now/ to be turned by that filth. Truthfully, I'm not certain just how that worked." Adrian suggested.

"It's also possible that my alternate would just gather your ashes once someone staked you, and regenerate you with the proper resurrection spells I have at my disposal in Castlevania. Or that you would regenerate as your true self on your own from the feeding the demon did for your body, once it was removed from the body." Vlad supplied.

"I guess." Xander said, still bothered by the matter, even as Adrian went and fetched him a cup of blood and handed it to him. Xander looked as the red viscous fluid in a new light now as he held the wine glass in his hands. Before, once Integra had made Vlad explain his reasons he wanted Xander to feed; so that he could access the relics of his Tepes ancestors, he was willing to grin and bear it. It made Vicky feel less crummy about feeding if nothing else. Now, it meant he was becoming more like Alucard...both Alucards. That was a scary proposition, but not an unbearable one. They kept their souls, and used their powers for good; even in Gramps did it under duress. It also meant he was immune to becoming a garden variety Sunnydale vamp. After Jesse, that was one of his greatest fears. That his body would become a soulless shell for a demon that killed all Xander loved with a smile on its face, and a song in its heart.

Drinking blood to stave that off seemed a small price to pay in comparison.

Xander was brought out of his reverie when Adrian asked, "Have you begun your weapons training yet, Xander?"

"Huh?" Xander uttered as he took a sip of blood unconsciously.

"Have you trained with the old spells and relics your grandfather and I used against my father yet?" Adrian asked with a kind smile.

"No, Gramps here thinks I need a little more power and training before I do. Why?" the White Knight asked in reply.

"Because I have a few to give you as well." Adrian responded with a sad grin, as he moved over to a wooden chest in the corner and brought it to where Xander and Vlad were seated. "There were some of the earliest of our hunting aids. I kept them for sentimental value, as I evolved past using most of the ones that were mine. The most important though, is /this/." the dhampir added as he opened the chest and held up a worn leather whip.

"Is that...?" Xander asked with whispered awe.

"The original that Simon used? No. Your mideon blood would not let you access /that/ whip. This was the one granted to Trevor by the Poltergeist King to fight father. It is similar, but it can be empowered by our blood, where the ancestral Belmont Whip can not. I will show you how to access its powers once father has brought you a bit more up to speed. I'm sure Trevor would have been proud to see you bear in his memory." Adrian replied with a sad grin.

Vlad looked into the chest as they spoke, and had an almost nostalgic look on his face as he saw what else was in there. "I can hardly believe you kept these." he said, as he took out and set down a purple oval stone with what looked like a black cloud on it, a greenish gold one with a black wolf's silhouette, a card with a bat on it, a card with a faerie on it, what looked like a set of a set of black football shoulder pads with dark metal mail hanging from the bottom of them (the Mojo Mail), and a necklace with what looked like a crescent moon on the end (the moonstone pendant).

"They served me well before I mastered my full power. Now, if he so chooses, they can serve Xander." Adrian replied with a small grin. "Father can teach you the spell to throw fireballs, as well. It was always a favorite of his." he added, addressing the youth who was still enamored with the whip.

As the one once erroneously called the Zeppo of the Scooby gang looked up and noticed the odd assortment of items. "Whoa. That's a lot of stuff. Uh, could you maybe explain what it all does?" Xander asked timidly, as he clutched the whip to his chest like a treasured teddy bear, and launched a round of explanations and demonstrations that lasted through the afternoon and into that evening.

END PART 16