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Rev

Ch. 3

The time had come for the babies to be born. Vivian was in complete and total agony. Integra and Seras stayed in the room, ready to help the doctor with anything he needed. Vivian winced as the contractions became more frequent. The doctor prepared himself. Before long, the twins were born. Seras held the girl and Integra held the boy as soon as the doctor cleaned them up and handed them over. They walked over to the mother and showed her.

"What are their names, Vivian?" Integra asked.

"Christian Varian Dornez and Lucille Evelyn Dornez will be their names," she responded, still out of breath.

"Would you like to hold them?" Seras asked, offering Lucy, as she was to be called, to her.

"No…I need rest right now. I don't want…to see them." Vivian turned her head and closed her eyes. Integra looked down at the boy in her arms. He had dark hair poking through already and she caught a glimpse of his brown eyes. He had been crying since he had been delivered. He looked like most of his features had come from his mother and grandfather. The girl in Seras' arms had a soft, light blond layer of hair on her head. Her bright blue eyes were frozen on the lady vampire. She seemed to go a long time without blinking, and Seras began to worry that something was wrong with her.

"Let's go get them some formula. Perhaps that will help and it will give Vivian a chance to rest," Integra whispered. Seras nodded and followed her leader to the kitchen.

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Years had passed. The twins were now eight years old. Christian had always been the one to get into trouble. There were several times Integra would find him rummaging through her desk drawers in her office and throwing papers about. He was fussy about the food that was prepared for him and he was never happy unless everyone else seemed miserable. He enjoyed pulling hair whenever he could reach it and during the teething years, it took every inch of Seras' self-control to not bite back. When he began his tutoring sessions, he would harass the tutor and ignore his lectures. Integra began to get sick of having to hire new tutors. Lucy, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. She very rarely cried as a baby and never pitched a fit as a young child. She had a little doll that she played with on occasion, but she hardly ever actually played with toys. She would rather sit and watch people and objects and try to figure out the world she was living in on her own. Whenever Christian was causing problems with the tutor, Lucy was learning the lesson on her own and reading ahead.

Vivian was doing the bare minimum she had to do to raise her kids. Rather than try and lecture Christian when he was causing trouble, she would simply put him in a crib when he was little or shut him in his room when he was older. She refused to deal with him. Instead of talking to Lucy to try and get her to open up, she would just walk past the young girl, occasionally patting her on the head or showing some sign of acknowledgement, and then she'd leave. There were times that she would try to interact with the children. She would braid Lucy's hair or attempt to play a game with Christian, but she honestly didn't care what they did or how they acted. She spent the rest of her time continuing her research or helping Seras with cleanup.

One afternoon, Christian walked into his mother's room. Vivian was busy writing in her notebook and reading different passages from another.

"Hey! Mom! I'm bored!"

"…Christian, go play in your room," Vivian answered not looking up.

"But I want to watch TV! Integra says we don't have any TV's! I want to watch a movie!" Christian continued to whine and rant. Vivian slammed her pen down.

"If there aren't any TV's then there aren't any! There is nothing I can do about that! Talk to the guys in the security room, maybe you can watch some of the old security tapes if you're that desperate for entertainment!" With that said Vivian turned back to her book and began to read again. Christian growled and left the room. He marched down to the security office and swung open the door. The guard inside looked at him.

"Can I help you sir?" he asked, unsure why the visitor was in the room.

"Yeah, can I watch some of the old security tapes since there isn't anything else to do in this whole stupid mansion?"

"I guess so…Here are the tapes," the man said showing Christian the cabinet full of them. He didn't see what harm showing them to an eight-year-old would be. The security guard pulled one of the monitors out and set it aside with a VHS player and a pair of headsets. "I have to do my job and watch what's going on now. Pick what you want to watch and plug in the headsets and have at it." The man turned back to the screens.

Christian looked at the labels on the tapes. Most of them had dates on them. Boring…boring…boring…what's this? Christian picked up a tape with a label that read "Valentines." Hmm…Valentine's Day on tape? I wonder why…Oh well, it beats the other dated ones… He popped the tape in and began watching. After a few moments of nothing happening, the front door of the mansion blew up. Now THIS is my kind of movie! Christian thought. He watched as the ghouls killed the Hellsing soldiers and before long, Jan Valentine appeared on the screen, waving his middle finger. Christian had found a new hero.

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Integra had her head propped up on her fingers while her elbows rested on the desk. Seras stood before her, fidgeting. She had come to report that a section had been fully cleared out, but she could tell her master was in a very bad mood.

"I…need…a…butler…"Integra got out through deep breaths. It had been ages since Walter had been in the house. The girls seemed to get along fine before hand, and Seras was starting to wonder why Integra was changing her mind now.

"Sir…Section 7 is clean. We're going to move on to 8 and we'll back track during it to make sure we didn't miss anything," Seras said, hoping to change the subject.

"That's great Seras, but that doesn't help my lack of a butler!" Integra pulled out a cigar and lit it. "Damn it! I swear, if Walter walked up to me right now and asked for his job back, I might actually give it to him! I need a butler around here!" Seras quietly exited the room while Integra ranted. When Integra finally realized she was talking to herself, she sighed and picked up the phonebook. She was going to have a butler, damn it all.

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Vivian walked back up to the gates of the mansion with Seras after another day of ghoul removals. It was tiring, but she enjoyed getting to go back and fight alongside the men as she used to.

"I know it sounds funny, but I swear I saw him!" Vivian told her.

"Vivian, maybe you need to take a break again," Seras suggested.

"NO. I'm not taking any more breaks. Just because I hallucinated and thought I saw that crazy doctor doesn't mean I need to take a break." Vivian reached for the gate. As soon as she opened the gate, the new butler walked out.

"Excuse me Ms. Vivian, Ms. Victoria. I hope you have a pleasant life, if that is possible in this place."

"I'm sorry, what?" Seras asked.

"I'm leaving! I don't think I can tolerate that…that…hellion!" he said as he turned and walked off quickly. Vivian and Seras exchanged looks and walked inside and to Integra's office.

"IF I SO MUCH AS CATCH YOU MOUTHING THAT WORD YOU WILL BE LOCKED IN THE DUNGEONS FOR A WEEK WITH NO GAMES OR ANYTHING DOWN THERE!! YOU'LL BE LUCKY IF YOU EVEN GET FOOD!" Integra was yelling at the top of her lungs as the two walked into the room. Christian sat in front of her, not even fazed by her screaming.

"Well, fu-"

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?" Integra covered his mouth before he could finish the word.

"What's going on?" Vivian asked. Integra suppressed a glare for her cousin.

"He watched the security tape of when the Valentine brothers attacked. He found a new role model and a new favorite word, which lost me my butler!" Integra looked back at the boy. "Get to your room!" He stood up and walked off without a word.

"I'm sorry you have to put up with this Integra," Vivian said quietly.

"It's fine." Integra puffed away on a cigar, trying to relieve her stress. She began to massage her forehead. "At least Lucy doesn't act this way…"

"No, but she doesn't really do much anyways," Seras said. "She just reads and that's it."

"Well, I have to admit, my kids are freaking weirdoes…But who's to say that wasn't expected?" Vivian asked. The two others quietly agreed. Seras left the room, leaving the cousins alone. "Integra, can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Integra replied.

"In the event that something should happen to me, would you be alright with taking care of my kids? I understand that this is a heavy burden if something does happen, but I think you are the only person I can trust…"

"Of course I will take care of them," Integra said. "Do you want to make a legal document for it?"

"Yes, I would," Vivian said and they began to write up the document.

"If you don't mind, Vivian, I would also like to begin teaching Lucy about vampires. Is that alright?" Integra asked.

"That's perfectly fine. What about Christian?"

"We'll see. I definitely want Lucy to inherit Hellsing, so she needs to learn. I don't know how seriously Christian would take the information," Integra said.

"Good point…" Vivian replied.

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After Christian's last encounter of trying to find entertainment, Integra, Seras and Vivian all pitched in and bought him a computer to play video games on for his twelfth birthday present. As expensive as it was, it kept him out of their hair for a decent amount of time. During that time, Vivian devoted herself fully to her research. One day, while she was reviewing her findings, she could have sworn she heard a voice.

Integra…Seras…Vivian…

Vivian looked around the room, but didn't see anything. The voice sounded familiar, like something from the past, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"MASTER?" Seras burst into Vivian's room and yelled. She only found a startled Vivian. "Vivian, did you see my master any where?"

"No…but, I thought I heard him. Did you sense him?" she asked.

"Yes, I thought he was here. But the sensation I felt is gone. I wonder if he was only able to appear for a moment…" Seras turned and left the room, disappointed.

"If he can do that, then he can control himself somewhat. He must be figuring it out!" Vivian flipped through some of the alchemy and spell books she had secretly been looking through. She found the concoction that she had been thinking about and copied the recipe. The next day she began to make it.

As soon as she finished it, Vivian had to let it sit for at the very least twenty-four hours. So she decided to do the only other productive thing she knew to do: kill ghouls. Vivian went into the contaminated areas with her swords and began to run around the streets, looking for stray ghouls. Seras joined her in her hunt, and told her to take the north side of the section while she took the south side. While Vivian was running she turned a corner and saw a face. A human face. Vivian felt the blood drain out of her own. The face disappeared. Vivian chased after him but couldn't keep up. He was gone. Damn it. He's dead, I killed him…He can't still be alive…Could he? Vivian finished her hunt and rejoined Seras. She didn't tell the vampire about what she saw. That night, she wrote one last entry into her notebook and then drank the concoction. She hid the flask and picked up her notebook and walked to the window. She looked out and saw Christian in the garden and smiled. He was climbing the tree she had fallen from when she was little. Perhaps he will be more like me than his father after all…Then she collapsed.

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Seras was beginning to grow tired of waiting on Vivian before she could leave. After over thirty minutes of waiting, she went up to Vivian's room and knocked on her door. When she didn't get a reply, she went inside.

"Vivian? Are you alright? We need to get to work, we've got…" Seras looked down and saw Vivian on the ground with her notebook nearby. She ran out the door and brought Sir Integra. Within the next hour, Vivian Christine Hellsing Dornez was pronounced dead.