DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters save for Stin, Sin, Mascul and Baiat.

NOTE: This is the last chapter, I pray I get my points across and lay all my cards upon the table, for I fear it is such a large concept of mine that haunts my vary being that it may not come out correctly in words. If it does not, I might add a BONUS chapter after the Epiloug, but we shall see. Please review your thoughts or once the story is completed, please review and tell me what you thought if it over all. THank you. Ps. In case you haven't noticed the title is symbolic and not an actually vampiric war. :)

SURVIVING VAMPIRIC WAR FARE

CHAPTER SEVEN

I walked the streets of london by light of the full moon, my large brimmed hat shading my face, and my glasses gleaming with the pale moons reflection, my red duster flowing steadily in my wake as I walked, no pistol by my side, no gloves upon my hands. Sin, though stable was not yet out of the dark, and in the possiblity of her leaving us, I felt there were many things that I had yet to do, and though it seemed as though I had eternaty, those I loved and cared for did not, and I knew I needed to make a choice, for them, and for those I have lost. I walked up the stone steps before pausing at the large oak door, bare hand resting upon the handle, I was hesitent, why? Was I afraid? What was I afraid of? Regection? why would something as silly as that frighten me? I quickly released the handle and removed my hat and glasses leaving them upon the steps, if someone stole them then they would have a very fashionalbe hat and glasse, good for them. I took a shallow breath before turning the handle and entering in, being sure to close the door behind me. Rows and rows of pews rested in the large stone auditormium, the gothic construction was beautiful, though the stain glass windows that depicted stories I once knew seemed to cause my heart to temble, and the statues eyes seemed to follow me down the never ending passsage between the pews towards the alter where a row of white candles rested lit, and a cross, hanging above it. I gazed up at it before hearing the heart beat of the priest or pastor as he chose to be called in his office. I turned and walked towards his office door knocking before walking away and walking towards the confession booth. Though Integra and those at Hellsing were not catholic, the church that they held to their hearts and claimed as their own had many catholic traits, though they did have different views. I had never been in this church, though when Integra was young and insisted I walk here to the church I would wait out side while she listened to the pastors serman within. I recall loathing those days, and yet I regreted them now. As I knelt in the confession booth I heard the pastor enter on the other side. I didn't know what to do and so, remained silent. "Hello?" The pastor finally called curiouse perhaps if someone was there or not. "I'm here Father." The word 'father' in such context felt so alien against my tongue, and I feel as though the pastor had senced it for when he next spoke I could sence a smile. "You may call me Pastor Deaver if that would make you more comfortable." I let out a breath and nodded to myself, knowing he could not see me. "Pastor Deaver, I have come here to confess, and ask for guidence." "Alright, go on." Moments passed in silence, I did wish to confess, but it felt so odd, so terrifying, I feared what the pastor may say, feared he would caste me out with out a second chance, I began to wonder if there was redemption for a demon such as I. "I," I heard my voice faulter, this indeed was very humbaling, and it hurt my pride and ego very much, but I felt it needed to be done, so I knelt akwardly. "Son, I am a man of God, and am here for everyone, please, continue." He assured and I felt a little boost of courage, though not much, I could face the demons and armies of hell, and yet, I could not face this man of God, it was rather ironic. "I must confess myself a very unholy man, for many years I thought I was fighting for God, though in all truth I was so very far from him, I was cruel and ruthless...I...I murdered the innocent." I heard his heart skip a beat, before quickening in pace but his voice remained calm. "Continue." "I, thought I was working for God, but when everything was taken from me, My wife and unborn child, I...I felt as if God had turned his back on me, and in rebuke and chose to turn my back on him, and have walked a path so far from God for many, many years, often falling into the cluches of the Devil, willing and wishing to do what he told me, anything to hurt God. I have commited adultary, and have lusted not only for woman but for men, and have been forced to commit acts with men that I knew were shameful and wrong, but yet I never felt a blush." The words seemed to flow from my mouth like word vomit, I couldn't stop, and my heart seemed to double in rate, which caused it to beat as though I were any regular mortal simply walking. "And then, I was pulled into an orginization that is on a mission for God, and have been pardond by the Queen as to work with the orginization though I merely did it for I enjoy my job, I...I enjoy the slaughter, but not of the innocent, of those who pray upon the innocent, and though pardoned I know God had not forgiven me, for I had not requested forgivness." I felt bloody tears begin to fill my auburn eyes. Why was I starting to cry? "A friend is very ill, and she may die, and...I know that I have lived a unlife of ungodly things for far to long," His heart skipped yet another beat at the sound of unlife before he exited his side and walked over and opened the booth looking down questioningly at me. I rose to my feet and looked at him and I could smell the slight hint of fear, he knew what i was, and who I was, but he did not back down so I continued. "I lost my mortal soul, but I fear for immortal soul, I wish to come back to God, for my sake and the sake of those I love, but I don't know how." I finished a moment of silence before the bloody tears spilled from my eyes and ran silent warm trails down my cheeks. "Pastor Deaver?" The silence was killing me, and while he remained I wipped the tears from my face, noticing how his eyes fell to the hexagram seemingly burned into the flesh upon my hands. "So you are Alucard, the Hellsing orginizations secret weapon upon the freak vampires demons and gouls." He stated crossing his arms as he looked at me. I nodded. "You know of me?" I questioned. The conor of his mouth twitched slightly almost as if he were going to smile. "Oh yes, I heard what happened to our sister church in Cheddar Village, and of what you did, destroying the vampire who took it over. I also know of you as Dracul, Vlad Dracula, Vlad the Impaler or Vlad Tepes." I was shocked that he knew all about me. The smile finally spread upon his lips before he approached and set a hand upon my shoulder, the warmth spreading from where he touched me through out my body, warming me from teh inside out, what was this sudden feeling? "No one is beyone saveing Vlad, not even you. All you need to do, is ask God to forgive you." It happened like that, an instent after he had spoken the words when I was no longer standing in the church, but somewhere else entirly. I stood near a stone table, and resting upon it, a large book, golden in color. My mouth was slightly open as I turned and looked behind me to see others standing in a crowed behind me, so many, who where they? And then I felt it, a sudden prescents, something warm and comforting yet also so very powerful. I turned back towards the table to suddenly see two books. I looked up but sheilded my eyes, it wasn't light, and yet it was, it was where the power was coming from, I stood at the judgment. I lowered my hand as a voice, spoke, it spoke threw my very soul, and yet, I could physically hear it, it was unnatural. "Vlad Tepes," The voice felt fatherly, and yet so very convicting. "Yes." I answered though my mouth felt so very dry. "You have eluded your death for a long time." I nodded. "It is time for your judgment." I felt my heart begin to suddenly pain me, I was terrifide absolutally horrifide and I felt my joints begin to tremble before I turned to see some one walking towards who I knew to be God. this figure was beautiful in apperance, but I knew who it was, the Devil himself, in his true form, not the forms he had saduced me with. He bowed before the throne before turning and looking at me, smirking in such a way that radiated so much hate and evil that I visibly trembled before he turned from me and once again averted his attention to my judge. "Vlad Tepes, he has been a favorite of mine, he has shouted blasphamy at you, spit in your face and slaughtered your people, he has killed for enjoyment, and has lapped up the blood of his soldiers, he has dealed many times with me, and I would love to have him join me." He sneared before waving a lazy hand. "But I'm sure you already know all of these things, but let me not spoil it for our crowed." He then fell silent before yet another sudden flash of bright light, but not light blinded me momentarily before I saw, myself...the Devil was showing my life, I felt my stomach sicken at the sight, he showed me brutally torturing innocent person after innocent person, using unspeakable means of tortue, making sure they would be in agonizing pain before allowing them death, he showed every impalment, every child I killed and either impale, forced the weeping mother to eat her child, or other sites that caused me ot wish to look away, but I couldn't, I couldn't turn from the imagest that I knew all could see, I wished to be sick but I could do nothing but watch. It showed my many romps with women, and then showed my intament times with men, this caused me to gag slightly. Images of all the things I had ever done in my life played for everyone to see before it vanished. The Devil turned back to me and pointed. "He has claimed not to know you, give him to me." I felt my heart break and my legs gave way and I fell to what ever was solid beneath me and wept, holding myself as my entire body shook from my sobs as tears spilled forth from my eyes, and disappeared as they fell, they were not bloody, they were clear and salty. I could feel the Devils smirk that rediated such evil which caused me to sob harder, for how long I sobbed I do not know, whether it be for an eternaty or only mere seconds but I felt comforting arms wrap around me and I looked up surprised to see yet another man, he to, was beautiful, but not in the same way as the Devil who's beauty was deceptive, this man, was pure, and wore robes that shown like the sun. He released his grip upon me before standing and turning to my Judge, I leaned up tears still spilling from my eyes, flowing stedily but I no longer shook with greif. "Pardon this man," He spoke approaching His Father. "I have payed his debt and taken his punishment." He said holding out his wrist and my eyes widdened to see bloody gushing wounds of where nails had peirced. Moment of silence, silence that was not silence. "Very well, Vlad." I rose to my feet gazing towards the source of my Judge. "Though you have lived a life and unlife of sin and blasphamy and spoken against me, my Son has paid for your sins in full, and I have forgiven all of your sins and have thrown them into the deepest oceans forgotten, your slate his whipped clean, and you are now my son though you were a slave, you have been set free." I felt myself filled with such overpowering joy I couldn't help but cry in happyness. I would have said thank you but I could not, I could hardly speak for such joy flowed threw me, but He knew, I knew He knew. "Now go, return to your family, and truley become a soldier for me." I didn't know what happened, I simply stood there as if blank, bloody tears running down my cheeks before a sudden snap before my eyes caught my attention. I blinked and looked to see Pastor Devear looking questioningly to me. "Are you alright son?" He questioned. I whipped the tears from my face before smiling at nodding. I hugged him. "Thank you." I said before turning and walking back down the pathway through the pews towards the door. I felt, warm, and happy, something I hadn't felt for a long time.

HELLSING

I entered Hellsing walking toward the hospital ward where I had spent most of my time, though I did not feel laiden with worries but rather felt like singing praises, though I knew none so I brushed it a side for the time being as I entered threw the door a wide smile forming upon my lips to see Sin sitting up and stuffing her face with chocolate pooding as Stin, Seras and Integra sat around her all beaming as I entered. "Alucard, where have you been? Sin woke up a few hours ago as if nothing had happened." Stin cheered happily as Sin looked up and smiled threw a spoonful of chocolate pooding. "Hey Red! I feel amazing, its like I had just taken a nap! I am so glad to be awake and alive and..." her weres faded and she sighed happily as she set the empty pooding cup upon the tray table. I entered fulling and stood near Integra who looked at me, smile stil upon her face but yet a questioning twinkle in her eyes, she noticed a change in me. "I am glad you are fine Sin, so very glad." I said honostly beofre looking at Integra who stood and looked up at me. "I have invited Sin and Stin to come and live here at Hellsing, God knows we have the room. I hope you don't mind Alucard, though you really have no say in the matter." I ignored her last statment and beamed at the two girls. "That would be wonderful." I was happy, I wouldn't hide it, though I had no plans upon acting like this every day, it felt good to be happy, but I couldn't be expected to be like this forever, after all I was far from perfect. They all looked at me blankly for a few moments before Walter entered with more pooding and a blood pack for Seras. "Ah Alucard you've returned, would you like a blood pack as well?" He questioned and I simple smiled at him. "No, I'm not hungry." I stated before pulling up a chair and simply enjoying this time with every one, all very glad that Stin had woken and was no longer ill. I knew, no matter what demons, freaks or gouls attacked, we at Hellsing, would be victorias.

This is the last chapter, I believe I got my point across very clear and like this ending very much. The epiloug will have an actual preview for a seperate story, it isn't a sequil to this one, but it is connected, so if you liked this story, and the first, then please read the other one, it will be based more upon the manga, but will be after Millenium :D I hope you enjoyed.