Hellsing: Hidden Bloodlines

By Daegana

Note: For continuity with the plotline, this story takes place one year after the anime starts. Integral is thirteen when she takes over Hellsing and twenty-three when the anime starts. In this story, she is fourteen when she takes over and twenty-four when the story begins. All story lines from the anime have been moved so that they take place one year later. Gomen nasai!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing, nor any of it's characters. I own Haematitia Hayden Regina Hellsing. Etc., etc., etc...

WARNING: Alucard is a little OOC near the end. Sorry...

Order 01: The Undead, Part 1

Blood, so much blood! Surrounding, filling, consuming. A figure of darkness and suddenly pain. Blood, receding, draining away, and then death. Power, flowing through a corpse. And then life, a new kind of life.

I woke up screaming, covered in sweat, and shaking. I got up, went to the fridge, and I looked in it. All the food looked disgusting except for some tomato juice. I poured some in a glass and began to drink it. The colour reminded me of the blood in my dream and my stomach churned.

At seventeen, I was the youngest member of a specialized unit of 'degenerate youth'. All of us were nonconformists, 'delinquents' rejected by society and sent to a 'reform school', which was basically military boot camp. All of us were trained to obey orders to the point and honed to razor-sharp soldiers, schooled in all forms of warfare and combat.

"Hey Vampy! Get your lazy ass out of bed and get the fuck out here!" some yelled, banging on my door.

"Sir, yes sir! Right away sir!" I replied, throwing on my uniform. I grabbed my machine gun and ran out the door, getting into line.

"Your late Vampy!"

"Sorry sir, it won't happen again sir," I said, saluting.

"All right, listen up, you worthless, spineless little shits! We've been called into duty, to fight in Chedar. May God and Her Majesty save you. Amen! Now move!" our captain said.

"Hey Vampy, don't get left behind again!"

"Shut up Spike."

As we got into our Armoured Personnel Vehicle, I sat near the back and thought about how I had gotten my nickname, Vampy. Both my parents had died when I was young, while traveling. I lived with my aunt, a wonderful, if not odd, woman. When I was five, I was taken to a hospital and diagnosed with a rare form of a disease cluster called Porpyhria. This disease made my body crave blood, my teeth were very sharp, and I was very sensitive to sunlight. My very name, Haematitia, had a Greek root for blood in it. When I came to the school, no one could, or would, say my name right, so my name soon became Vampy. As soon as it was dark, I was easily the strongest person on the team. But in daylight, I was as weak as a kitten, barely able to move, much less fight.

"Hey Vampy! Time to move out!"

"Sir, yessir!"

I didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but the moon was full, the night sky was red and I felt stronger than ever. We rushed forward, but the leaders suddenly froze and turned back.

"Fall back! Everyone, fall back!" they cried.

They were running back towards us when they were suddenly gunned down mercilessly by the enemy.

"Everyone get down on the ground now if you don't want fucking want to get shot!" I screamed, trying to look away from the blood.

Most of the unit complied, but some fell where they were, too slow to avoid the bullets. Taking up two machine guns, I began firing at our enemy. It was then that I realized our enemy was not alive. They were human beings, yes, but all of them were mindless zombies.

"Vampy, get the Hell back here!"

"Take care of everyone here! I'm going on ahead to see if I can secure a way out for you guys!" I replied, running out towards the zombies.

After over ten minutes of killing the zombies, I realized I was nowhere near the rest of the group and I was running out of ammunition.

I kept shooting, but suddenly, all the zombies around me were shot down. I stopped dead, panting, as a figure in red appeared near me, gun drawn.

"Stop scum. Why would you kill your own creations? Or do you not even realize what you have become and what you have done?" he asked me.

"What are you talking about, my creations? I'm killing them because my captain ordered me to. I didn't create them, and I haven't become anything!" I said hotly, stepping back.

He suddenly appeared in front of me and my hands were trapped by one of his, while the other was around my throat. When I opened my mouth to try and breath he released his grip on my throat.

"I see now. You are not the maggot I am searching for. What is your name, girl?" he asked me, looking deep into my eyes.

As I looked into his eyes, I felt my control slipping. Helpless, all I could do was answer him, my words slow and my voice muffled.

"Haematitia. Haematitia Taylor, known usually as Vampy. You are one of the immortals, an undead, aren't you," I replied slowly.

"Yes, I am, child of blood. Your body seems to be becoming one of us as we speak. Remember me Haematitia, for I will appear to you when you are a bit older. You already have so many characteristics of my kindred," he said, releasing my hands and my mind.

"You wish to turn me into one of the undead, don't you? Why wait Master? Why not change me into a vampire now?" I asked.

"You're so young Haematitia. I wouldn't change you now, unless there was no other choice," he said, pausing for a moment.

"Still, a gift before I leave," he said, rolling up his sleeve, "Take my wrist and drink my blood. We'll always be connected, distant family members."

I took his arm in my hands and gently bit down with my not so subtle fangs. The blood that filled my mouth was very powerful, as I now knew my master was very old.

Finally, Master said, "That's enough for now Haematitia. Do not worry about the Ghouls, for I will take care of them. But have caution when you face the maggot vampire in the church. He will try to take over your mind, much as I did. Resist him any way you can, or I will have to change you tonight."

I nodded and said, "Thank you for the gift Master. Hopefully, you won't have to change me tonight. I will be careful, I promise. This maggot vampire has used his Ghouls to kill some of my best friends, so I have a special reason to be careful, just so I can kill him."

Master smiled and said, "I see. Very well, my child of blood. Farewell, for now."

With that, he smiled and disappeared. I blinked, sighed and continued on. The Ghouls did not give me much trouble because Master was taking care of them. I continued walking until a large old building loomed ahead of me, the church. I walked inside and looked around, guns drawn.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I asked, my voice strong.

R&R, please. This is my first attempt at a long fanfic. More to come soon.