---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------*Quick note to all who know the story of Dracula. I had to change a few things in order to create a conflict between Alucards' past and Hellsing. Sorry for the confusion! Enjoy and keep reviewing!*

Chapter 2: Among Your Demons

The troop transport bounced down the dirt road wildly as Hellsings' 1st Division made its way towards the village of Cheddar. Alucard observed from above as he chuckled to himself. Police Girl must be pissing herself. The thought of his fledgling uncomfortable always made him ecstatic and, dare he say it, down right giddy. Below him he saw Seras loading and rechecking her rifle, having left behind her massive artillery piece for something a bit more manageable for close quarters. His master had been specific about this mission. He was not to go around blasting everything in sight. Apparently, there were supposedly people still alive there this time. The last time the small town had dealt with a vampire, the inhabitants had been utterly obliterated. It's a wonder that people actually moved back in after something like that happened. Humans can be so stupid if they really try.

He was getting bored already of this hovering around so for kicks, he decided to take the bus to Cheddar. After materializing behind a building, Alucard walked up to the bus stop and took his place among the others waiting. When the bus rolled up a few minutes later, the bus was nearly full save one seat…right next to a teenager wearing all black and fake vampire fangs. Oh you have to be kidding he thought to himself with a smile. Making his way down the aisle, Alucard took his place next to the kid. The teen didn't seem to notice his presence until he caught sight of his skin.

"Wow dude, you are REALLY pale. And are those fangs?! Cool! Where did you get yours? They look so real!"

The teen was now turned completely towards Alucard, and he just smiled back.

"Hey, what's your problem man? You don't want me to get cool ones like those? Well, you can go fuck yourself man!"

For an instance, Alucard thought about shooting him, but then he would probably have to kill everyone on the bus. Not that he had a problem with that, but it would be one hell of a thing to explain later. So instead, he just decided to materialize off the bus, leaving the kid he had been sitting next to almost as pale as he was.

When he finally arrived in Cheddar, most of the town was cleared of ghouls and the search for the vampire was under way. Police Girl sprinted up to him with a look of sheer anger on her face.

"Where the hell have you been master! We could have used your help half an hour ago!"

She looked ready to explode, so he explained.

"I was taking the bus. It was slow."

Now her look of anger went to utter confusion.

"Why were you on the bus? You can fly can't you?"

"I can." He replied calmly.

She shook her head and made her way back to the remaining 1st Division troops. Alucard smiled to himself as he took out his Jackel and aimed over his shoulder at the Hellsing soldier behind him. Three shots rang out and a high pitched scream emitted from the man.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Seras screamed.

"That was the vampire. The reason you didn't find her in the village was because she was hiding amongst your own men. Really, Police Girl, you need to be more careful."

"A female vampire?"Police girl asked.

"Nope." Alucard smiled. "Although after the first shot 'he' was."

"You're sick."

"I prefer to think of myself as 'unique'." He smiled sharply and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?!"

"I am not your baby sitter, Police Girl. I am going home. I trust you can clean up the mess alone. Or should I hold your hand?

She shot him an irate look that made him smile. He loved torturing her, almost as much as he loved blood, which was saying a lot. Now it is time to do some searching of my own. He had told Seras that he was going home, but which home he did not specify. As he flew towards Transylvania, he let his thoughts wander to a time when rivers of blood flowed through a land that belonged to him alone, and the lovely being he had lost to the ghosts of the past.