Disclaimer: Hellsing and its characters belong to none other than Kouta Hirano.
Author's Note: Another one of those "Arthur never imprisoned Alucard and Integra grows up with the vampire" story. This will be a collection of oneshots full of young Integra, Alucard being a mother hen, and (mostly) cute fluff. In the process of editing.
Edited: 14/09/18
Chapter 1: Baby Dolly
The Hellsing's heir was finally born.
People cried out in joy but also in sorrow for while a new life was created, another was taken away. Lady Hellsing, whose beauty no one could match, passed away with a smile upon her face as she cradled her baby for the last time. Her husband, proud and strong Arthur, stood from his seat and kissed his wife's brows before lifting the child from her embrace.
A few months passed and the little girl grew beautifully. She had her mother's dark skin and features but her blonde hair and bright blue eyes were all her father's. She was robust, stubborn and dauntless. Arthur couldn't be more proud.
But Arthur's view was biased so Alucard deemed it right to decide for himself.
He came after the maids were asleep and Arthur was back in his office, slipping in from dark corners of the room before looming over the crib. Arthur had kept him from seeing the girl by sending him on errands across the globe for weeks at a time, leaving nothing but a split second respite at the mansion before being sent away again. But not tonight.
Tonight, he stood here, his red eyes gazing at the infant in interest, following her every movement like a predator sizing its prey. The baby stopped at what she was doing, letting the toy fall from her hand, and then gazed back at him. Icy blue clashed with fiery red and the silence dragged on.
Alucard expected tears or a wail but…
She gurgled. The baby gurgled at him. Her blue eyes twinkled against the light and she was clapping her hands, toy forgotten now that she found a new thing to play.
Her hands reached out to him, making grabbing gestures, and the vampire was stumped. It was the first time in five hundred years someone—anything—looked remotely happy to see him.
Reluctant but not wanting to upset the girl, lest her severe father heard, he hesitantly held out his finger. She instantly gripped the digit firmly in her delicate, chubby hands. Strong, even from an early age.
Alucard peered closer. "Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. It is a great pleasure to finally meet you." He bowed his head in a greeting and she cooed and shook his finger. His eyes danced in amusement and he could tell this one would be exceptional.
End Note: Apologies if there are any misspellings or grammatical errors. Reviews are highly appreciated!