A/N: I'm going to skim through some personal thoughts about his 'co-workers' before doing another memory.

It was a perfect night. A lovely moon rose, the sky taking on the reddish tinge that it did for those of my kind, providing illumination for those of the night.

I heard the moans of a ghoul nearby, along with the scent of fear. I walked up and saw a ghoul shambling towards a woman in a police uniform. She held a gun on the creature, but was having difficulties in shooting.

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I was getting bored, and something about this woman cried out to be left alone.

The ghoul exploded as my hand thrust through its chest, destroying its heart. I stood there, smiling slightly as the woman looked at me. I chuckled.

"Beautiful night, isn't it, Police Girl?"

She lowered the gun, a bemused look on her face.

"It's especially beautiful, of course, if you're a bloodsucker," I finished.

It was probably not a smart thing to do since she shot me at that point. I laughed as I regenerated my shoulder.

"You're not human, ah!" she turned and fled.

I arched an eyebrow as she ran. How amusing.

"Why?" I asked the air rhetorically.

"Would you have shot me if I was?"

I followed her, bursting in on her at the church just as the chipped vampire was drawing her neck to his mouth.

Imbecile, I thought. "I've had enough of you, God damn punk!"

He looked at me with an imperious glare. "And who are you?"

I guess I have to explain things to him. How tiresome.

"My name is Alucard; I am but a servant of the Hellsing Organization. I deal with garbage like you."

"Garbage like me, ha! Who do you think you're talking to? Have you lost your mind?"

I love taunting my enemies, it makes it fun.

"No. You're even less than garbage, you're just scum. And that ridiculous costume. You look like some sort of sad carnival freak. Just look at you wearing those priest robes. Don't you have any shame? I thought scum could at least feel shame."

"I think you should die now," he growled, and ghouls stood up in the pews of the church. The woman looked at one, murmuring the word 'Captain'.

I felt a pang of pity for her. I continued to stride forward.

"You are a fool who creates slaves to do his dirty work, a coward and an incompetent, incapable of doing anything on your own. You aren't worthy of the lowest pits of Hell!"

Oh, he was pissed. I let myself get shot up by the ghouls, letting him revel in a moment of success.

Hahahaha, Hahahahahahahahahaha!

"What?" he mumbled.

I sat up, regenerating as I did. "Shooting me isn't going to do you any good," I said, showing my fangs and hanging my tongue out, revealing what I was as I did. The 'priest' paled.

"You'll need more than guns to stop me," I was almost healed. He shouted for them to hurry up and kill me.

They were too slow. The Casull was out and firing.

"Stop it, what are you doing? Both of us are vampires!"

I felt disgust at that. "You act more like a cockroach than a proper vampire. Left on your own you would cover the world in filth," I reloaded my gun and cocked it, pointing it at him. "I can't stand your kind. You don't have the self respect to be a vampire, you undead maggot. You barely know what you are! As for me," I thought on Integra, that same strange warmth flooding into my gut.

"I have my own reasons for serving my human master. But that's not a story for trash like you."

As I steadied the pistol across my arm, I described what was going to happen. "This fires a 13mm explosive round. A silver cross from Lanchester Church was melted into the alloy for the bullets. Prepare yourself for an eternity in Hell."

He hauled the Police Girl in front of him, using her like a shield.

How interesting. He began to prattle on about how I should let him go, that we were superior beings and other such nonsense about a partnership.

"Police Girl," I said.

"Yes?"

He shouted for me to be quiet. I ignored him.

"I'm going to fire my gun now, and the bullet will rip through your lungs before it hits the maggot vampire's heart."

"Ah, but, wait a minute," the FREAK murmured.

"I know you don't want to die tonight," I said, having a brief flashback to that night when Integra released me.

"Do you want to come with me?"

She hesitated.

"I can't force you into this; the decision has to be made of your own free will." I steeled my face. "So make the choice!"

"Yes," she said, closing her eyes.

The priest paled. I smiled as I pulled the trigger. He dusted as they do, and I gathered the weak woman into my eyes. I've never seen anyone with eyes as large as hers. She truly did look like a frightened kitten. She stared at me weakly, mumbling my name.

"Remember that the choice was always yours, Police Girl."

I lifted her neck a little more, looking at her. I licked some blood from her chin.

"This is where you're supposed to close your eyes," I said. She kept them open.

What courage.

Oh, Integra was outraged at first, but as she came to know the woman, a type of a bond came about, almost like a big sister. It was her that got her to feed willingly, after a fashion. Between her and the incident with the reporter, I no longer had problems with my fledgling starving herself.

Oh, but what a problem she was at times! Always prattling on about her humanity, how she didn't want to be a monster, despite what she was. If she would have just shut up and listen to me, she would have realized months sooner that she wouldn't if she didn't wish to.

I suppose that was my one failing as a Sire. I never had patience for stupidity.

But she was stronger than I gave her credit for. There were a good number of times that she was the defining article that changed things from defeat to victory in the various battles we'd been in. I released her from the bond a few months ago, knowing that it was beginning to hamper her growth. She would be coming into her powers now, and she will be a strong and proud No-Life Queen when she matures fully.

Just as one befitting my blood should.

I just wish that she would do something about that omnipresent cheerfulness. It wears on you after a while, and Integra has mentioned how she had the most innocent eyes that she's ever seen on a vampire.

Ah, Draculina, what am I going to do with you?