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.
Knock Knock
"Yes, come in." Quentin Travers commented distractedly as he went over the reports filed by Wesley after the 'Graduation Battle' against the ascended mayor of Sunnydale, Richard Wilkins. I'd have to edit this so heavily it would useless to anyone before I could even try to submit it to the rest of the Council heads. I may as well just claim he never filed a final report and add it to the list of reasons we sacked him. Damn that fool for falling into Rupert's little cadre so easily! At this rate the reform and factional movements in the Council can only grow in strength. I should have just kept Rupert in charge rather than send that fool. Too emotionally attacked or not, he was at least competent and useful. From these reports Price did nothing of significance at /all/. the senior Watcher groused in his head.
"Sir. We've tracked the movement of the...independent factor around Slayer Summers as you requested. There has been some activity in his legal records that tipped us off to his location. From there we had several reports and informants privy to sensitive information among the Round Table members give us enough for a comprehensive summary." a meek looking aid in tweed reported as he handed the older man a stack of papers.
Travers looked over the sheaves for nearly half an hour without making a sound; his face changed expressions rapidly and repeatedly as he tried to come up with something to say. The aid, who had stood there quietly, sweating as his boss read the reports, flinched noticeably at the deadly quiet tone of the man's voice when he finally did begin to speak. "Cecil. This reports that that young Alexander Harris has had his name legally changed to Hellsing with the aid of his cousin. A cousin by the name if Integra Hellsing. As in /Sir/ Integra Hellsing. As in SIR INTEGRA FAIRBROOK WINDGATES HELLSING, leader of the Royal Protestant Knights! It also lists his mother's maiden name as 'Belmont'. Can you kindly tell me how a child connected to the two most powerful demon hunting families on EARTH was right under our nose /influencing/ Slayer Summers without our knowledge?" Quentin spat, as he worked up into a frantic rage.
The aid, Cecil, gulped audibly as he responded, "Well, sir...we're not /entirely/ certain. The reports list that young Mister Hellsing had always gone under his step father's name, so there was no reason to even remotely associate him with Sir Hellsing. It seems though, that, well, we...never saw fit to do the standard background checks after reviewing Watcher Giles' initial reports from Sunnydale as he saw the young man as more of a...distraction than anything else. A...and as he displayed more competence, we had long since considered him typical 'background noise' for Slayer Summers' approach toward her calling. We just...never say him."
"See that the teams in charge of the decision to forgo the background checks are sacked immediately." the head Watcher replied with finality.
"Yes sir." the aid replied before running out of the room.
Once he was gone Quentin sat back and read the full report again with greater attention to detail.
... encountered ghouls in Oxnard California with the mideon Hellsing agent known as 'Seras Victoria' ... is currently residing in the Hellsing manor ... threatened to /release/ the No Life King when denied the right to visit his cousin while she was incarcerated ... is currently /training/ with the Hellsing group in identification and eradication of vampires, ghouls, and other undead threats ...
"Well this answers just how a bunch of teenagers led by a rogue Slayer could defeat a man ascended to full demonhood. I always suspected an extra factor we couldn't see. The question is how do we turn you to our advantage, Mister Hellsing? Especially when I've all but burned any bridge I have with Rupert to get more accurate and personal information. How am I going to handle you so that we don't loose our only active Slayer totally?" Travers mused aloud as he pondered his new information long into the night.
"Xander, we have a new gift for you." Alucard said as he and Walter approached the archery range where Xander was demonstrating his progress with Trevor Belmont's whip to Integra and Seras with the use of human shaped straw targets. It was three weeks after the emergence of his fangs, and other than a few choice words for her servant from Integra about said fangs, things had settled down into routine once again as Xander's progress in his heritage moved along.
"Oooh, presents. What is it? New sword? Another familiar card? A shiny nickel?" the White Knight asked with enthusiasm.
Alucard and Seras both chuckled, even as Walter and Integra looked on in confusion at his last guess. "Sadly no. You'll have to wait for a special occasion for a shiny nickel. Your gift is related to nickel, though." the vampire replied with a cheeky smile.
"Huh?" Xander asked in confusion.
Walter cleared his throat then as he held out a black lacquered wooden box, with the Hellsing family mounted in the center of the lid, to the bewildered young man. "May I present you official Hellsing issue weapons, young Master Alexander." the retainer formally intoned.
"I think you're ready to handle these now." Alucard added with his typical creepy smirk.
Seras came forward to see what his new weapons were, even as Integra moved to Alucard and Walter's sides to see his reaction. "Whoa." Xander breathed at the sight that filled his vision as he opened the box. There, inside a bed of crushed red velvet, were two nickel plated Hellsing Arms 454 Casull pistols engraved with all three of his family crests, with the Hellsing prayer, 'In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen', engraved below them. The grips were ebony, with a gold inlay of a word on each. One said 'Shenzi', and the other said 'Ed'.
"What do the names 'Shenzi and Ed' have to do with anything?" Seras asked, confused.
Xander, however, got the joke immediately. "Hyenas." he responded tersely. "They're the names of two of the hyenas in the Disney film 'The Lion King'." he added with an annoyed glare at his ancestor.
"Well, you're not big enough for a Jackal, so we gave you hyenas. You seem to have somewhat of an affinity for them as I recall." Alucard commented in a falsely innocent tone.
"Does that mean you're renaming /your/ Casull 'Banzai' to go along with this pair, Gramps?" Xander inquired sarcastically.
"Would that make you feel any better, Xander?" the No Life Kings asked in a saccharine tone.
"It might." Xander spat defiantly.
"Too bad." Alucard responded with an ever widening grin as Xander set the case down and extracted 'Ed' to test its weight in his hand.
"Kind of heavy." he commented as he hefted the huge pistol.
"But you're so big." Alucard countered playfully.
Xander ignored the barb as he ejected the clip and checked to see that it was, in fact, loaded with standard lead rounds. The Hellsing organization trained with lead and generally reserved the more expensive silver rounds for the field, which proved to be a smart policy in the wake of the three hundred new recruits currently being indoctrinated by the senior soldiers. Only sniper trained with silver full time.
"You know Gramps you once said something about me acting more like a Hellsing everyday. In fact you mentioned that I might start shooting you for being irritating me at any time. I think this might be a day to make Teg proud of me." the White Knight said with a savage grin as he pointed the high caliber 11.53x35mm automatic pistol at the No Life King.
The vampire sneered playfully at the boy as he replied, "Just like a Belmont. Always out to spoil my fun with a weapon in hand and a whip at his belt. Catch me of you can brat.", before he shrank into his hellhound for and took off at a good clip away from the irritated young man.
Xander, however, held his fire as he grit his teeth and watched Alucard take off. With a weapon that big, he wasn't about to risk stray shots in the open with so many new recruits that didn't know where it was safe to step yet. Instead, he reset the safety and replaced the gun in the case, before he turned to the others and said, "Excuse me. I have something to discuss with the old bat."
With that said Xander focused on his wolf relic, concentrating all his accumulated energy until he shrank in a form reminiscent of the hell hound if it had two brown eyes instead of eight red ones. Once he had managed his transformation, he took off after Alucard at his best speed, looking forward to a supernatural game of tag.
"Um, Sir Integra? That is, may I?" Seras asked self consciously as she watched her Master and paramour take off in their respective canine forms.
Integra held let out an aggrieved sigh before she replied, "Go ahead, Officer Victoria. Maybe /this/ time you can help to keep them out of the house when they start doing this."
"Yes Sir!" Seras responded peppily, as she snapped off a sharp salute. Soon, a light grey wolf-hound with red eyes and a mop of messy strawberry blonde head was bounding off to catch up with the other mideon blooded members of the Organization.
"Walter?" Sir Integra said after Seras had disappeared over the crest of a small hill on the grounds.
"Yes Sir Integra?" the Angel of Death replied as he gathered up the guns. Xander had managed to keep the whip, which was attuned to his family line by the Poltergeist King, with him when he used Adrian's relics to transform. However, he lacked the power and control necessary to keep any equipment, beyond his clothes, with him that was not similarly attuned.
"Remind me to have a stern word with Adrian Tepes, should I ever meet him face to face, in regards to having two overly hyper lupine formed vampires roughhousing in my home due to his relics." she commanded evenly.
"I will Sir Integra." Walter assured her.
In a small hamlet outside of Bath, another kind of vampiric roughhousing was taking place.
BOOM CRASH
"If I ever find the idiot Nazi that thought Lilith of all vampires needed a hyped up musket with /explosiveshells/ I'll eviscerate him." Adrian growled as a hole big enough to be called a small window exploded through the wall he had taken cover behind, a few inches away from his head.
"This time you DIE, MEIN BRUDER!" Rip van Winkle screamed as she fired off several more rounds, which forced Adrian to run for more cover.
"I think not, Soră!" the dhampir shouted back in challenge as he fired off a burst of fireballs at the maddened vampiress.
Rip faded from sight just before the volley reached her, as she lat off a mad giggle that echoed all around Adrian. "You think you can cow me with a poor imitation of out father's old tricks?" he voice asked as it danced on the wind.
"No, but I might get in a shot with a few of my own." Alucard replied as he summoned his sword familiar and sent it to strike out at where Lilith was concealed.
The mad vampiress shrieked in equal parts pain and rage at the cut across her belly as she reformed into her visible self once again less than ten feet from Vlad Dracula's only other living child.
Alucard wasted no words as he drew his mother's family's ancestral blade, leapt forward, and slashed Rip van Winkle's musket in two just above the clip that contained the large explosive silver shells for the weapon. Once her toy was destroyed, he stepped back and leveled his blade to point at her throat as he calmly said, "Let's see if you remember how to fight as yourself, little sister."
Rip van Winkle glared hatefully at the half-breed in front of her as the very air around them seemed to warp and transform into a demonic red hue, until it appeared they were in a tunnel of blood red energy. (Like what Alucard did to Leif and Jessica in 'Order M')
"Now who is stealing Father's tricks?" Adrian commented with a half grin.
"The difference is that I can match them. /You/ use poor imitations." Lilith replied coolly.
"Maybe I should keep relying on my own tricks, then." the dhampir responded with equal ice, as he melted into a sickly green mist that began to erode the illusion around then as it crept toward Rip van Winkle.
"I forgot about your poisonous gas form, frate." the vampiress admitted, as she let go of her illusion totally and leapt into the air, where she exploded into a swarm of bats.
Adrian returned to solid form and looked up at the scattered beasts; beasts he knew would begin to attack random townsfolk just to irk him. With grim determination, he burst into a similar bat cloud. Soon the two swarms were dancing across the air in a hundred mini battles as the fight between Rip van Winkle and Alucard continued.
It was nearly dawn when the two children of Vlad Tepes both exhausted and bleeding took another pause to glare balefully at one another. "It seems we are still very evenly matched, Lilith." Adrian commented quietly.
"If I were not displeased with the thought of fighting you blinded by the accursed sun, I would finish you here, traitor. Mark my words; you will die at my hands. We will meet again." Lilith snapped as she faded from sight.
Adrian stood there on guard until the sun finally rose. Once it did, he apperated to the room he had rented in Bath to lick his wounds and rest. As he cleaned out a nasty looking clay gash across his chest, he looked in the mirror and thought over his mad sister's parting words. "Yes, Soră, we will meet again. And again, and again, and again, until I can finally stop you, and help father quell the fires inside that torment you so." he solemnly vowed.
END PART 18