Author's Note:

So I'm once again sorry this chapter took as long as it did.
But I hope you'll be pleased to know that this isn't one of my regular chapters. Oh no.
This is a two part-er.
Oh yes.
There was no way I was gona be able to fit all of in one chapter.
I mean there is. But it would've been tremendously long and I didn't want that. So this will be two chapters. If the second one doesn't become as long as I think it will, then I'll just add it to this one.
Once again sorry. The second part should be up in the longest a week and like two days. It's been a little tough with school starting and grades and now Exams. So sorry.

Also. For my FO fans who might have read this:
Sorry I haven't written a new chapter like I promised I would when Paint ended.
I really just kinda want to get this story over and done with and as much as I love the Joren/Kel pairing and I like the idea I had for my story, I didn't really think it out. I had and have no idea what's going to come in the future for them. I don't even know if I'll continue writing that story. May take it down or give it to someone else whose willing to write for it.

The Mall

Due to Erik's sexual appointment, or as the Girls called it: his da-eight (though not exactly at eight…), the royal family was left to get home as a group of four instead of five, and leave introductions of the Girls' brother open for another day. Alucard had grabbed Seras and they fell through a black portal, Seras clenching onto her master's coat while stuffing her face into his chest so as not to have to look into the weirdly scary darkness that sometimes showed things she'd much rather not see. When the whooshing stopped and Seras looked up and around at her surroundings she found herself to be back in Integra's office with the knight gazing at Alucard and herself expressionless before fixing her eyes on the self-standing portal against the wall. Sounds of laughter could be heard coming from the shadow, sometimes accompanied by a squeal or a 'ouch!' before, BAM, THUNK, BOOF, the Girls rolled out of it laughing.

"Oh! Oh God! That was-that was-"

"-Hilariosly fantastic?!"

Then the two looked at each other and burst into more fits of laughter before they were interrupted by,

"Ahem."

Their attention caught by Integra, the two girls got up and stood at attention, their laughter ceased. Alucard gave Integra a blank look that only she knew and Seras gawked at Integra in bewilderment. For, how could one who wanted nothing to do with these two girls, let alone any kind of kids, be able to silence the two rowdy teens with an 'ahem' and look? But that mattered little.

"How was it?"

"Sir?"

"You're day. At their school. How was it?"

"…Interesting to say at the least," Seras answered.

"Permission to speak, Sir-"

"-For the both of us, if you permit it, Sir?"

"Permission granted."

"We need school supplies-"

"-We ask for money for which to buy these things-"

"-And we seek permission to go to the mall to purchase them."

"Permission granted. I'll call down to Walter to chaperone the both of you. You'll receive enough money to buy clothes and school supplies. And it's also come to my knowledge that most teenagers your age have cell phones. Is that not correct?"

Integra's statement had the two girls staring at her in disbelief. Then she smiled, letting them know she was 'for real' and that sent the two jumping across the desk and hugging her while they squealed their thanks and dashed out of the room in search of Walter, sufficiently leaving their adults alone to discuss the extent of the day's activities.

When the last of the girls' footsteps and giggles faded away into silence and the door had shut, Integra's smile too, faded and she was returned back to the business woman she was so widely known as. Looking toward her two adult vampires, she let out a sigh and reached for her deserted, half finished cigar.

"So. Report. Starting with, where is this school?"

"Beg your pardon, Sir, but we're not…erm..allowed to tell you that information. We sort of promised the Girls that."

With a heavy sigh, Integra complied, "Than how close is the building in which it's situated in?"

"Fairly close. Maybe fifteen minutes away."

"And what is it they teach there," Integra asked, hiding her shock at the closeness of the building. Or at least trying to.

"In a sense, you could call it 'manners', Sir," Seras answered as Alucard made his way to the couch in the corner.

"Drop the 'sir', Seras. It's me. Integra. Your friend. Even if I may be your employer too."

"Sorry."

"Alright. Skipping the sentimental talk. Integra, a report on today's activities is what you asked for, not an interrogation. Police Girl, she didn't ask for apologies."

Alucard's abrupt interruption caught the two women's attention. Looking at him, Integra nodded her head as a sign for him to continue.

"When we arrived, we found that the building's interior was completely abandoned. Nothing moved and the few things that were in there were enshrouded in dust."

Glancing at Seras and receiving her nod that meant 'yes, it's true', he continued on.

"The Girls led us to a door leading down to a stone pathway in the basement (much like the one here), which they said led to the school. It's hidden inside yet underneath the building to ensure safety. At the end of the passage was a solid steel door with a peephole from which a werewolf looks out in order to make sure only those that are of the Damned may enter-"

"And does this werewolf have a name," Integra interrupted.

"I think the Girls called him Mat-"

"Mark," Seras interjected. "He seemed to be a friend of the Girls'."

Integra nodded at Seras once before turning her attention back toward Alucard.

"Once the Girls got us in, they led us down a hallway to their principal's office where we found out that their principal was also their uncle. Their mother's twin brother, to be exact."

"Wait. They have an uncle? A biological uncle? And why is it that they weren't sent to him?"

"Yes. They have a biological uncle and they weren't given to him because he doesn't like them, let alone love them, and their mother sent them to Master. He would like nothing more than to use the Girls to his advantage," Seras answered.

"His advantage in what?"

"Moving up the social ladder."

"Ah."

"There, we signed the papers necessary to be viewed as Elizabeth and Mariann's legal guardians. While I was left behind to sign the majority of the papers, the Girls and Seras went to the Girls' first class. History of the Da-"

"Wait wait wait. I have to hear this. What did you finally end up signing as your name, Vampire? Because, I know it took you a while just going through and picking a name from the many you've been given," Integra said, cutting him off and chuckling.

"If you must know, I simply signed 'Alucard' with the first 'a' and the 'd' in capitals."

"Shame," Integra replied, sounding a bit disappointed in the lack of an amusing tidbit. "So continue. History of the what?"

"History of the Damned. A class obviously about us damned creatures' history, taught by another rather young but strong werewolf by the name of Oliver Goodwill."

"Isn't he the guy from that Evanescence video? Call Me When You're Sober?"

"Yes," Seras said, giggling and receiving an odd look from Alucard that went unnoticed, and procuring a rather quiet yet girly kind-of giggle from Integra too (which was quickly covered up by a frown).

"Anyways…After their history class, in which they seem to have an enemy, the Girls go to Art eight doors down from their homeroom. There they obviously do art. And after that, they have what they call an AP Telekinesis class. There they strengthen their minds and the abilities they can do with them. Their last class is Training. The Damned and Undead's version of PE, they said."

"Only four classes?"

"Yes. Each class is roughly an hour and a half long, and they switch classes in the second semester for four new classes. There the Girls are princesses, whether the others accept it or not. Especially now that Master has shown himself to be their father."

"And this enemy you spoke of, Alucard, who is she? What is she?"

"The girl goes by Vanessa I believe. Seras?"

"Yes. Vanessa. Vanessa Doth."

"I take it you don't like her, Seras, if your reaction has anything to say about it," Integra said, watching Seras.

"Not at all."

"Tell me more about her."

"The Girls say she was turned at sixteen. She's been a fledgling for five years as all the senior vampires are, so today she'd be twenty-one if she were still alive."

"And what's she look like?"

"It would seem she comes from the west, maybe somewhere in the Americas, perhaps the United States. Tanned skin, straight brown hair, and hazel eyes. Rounded sharp features. Talks with a light accent."

"Is she a threat to them, Alucard?"

"No. She may come from a high linage, as she says, but they come from a higher one. She's a mouse being batted between the playful paws of two cats. And even with that one girl as an enemy, our girls have surrounded themselves in the company of werewolves," Alucard said, chuckling softly.

"What do you mean by that, Count," Integra sharply asked, fixing Alucard with a hard glaze. But here Seras had something to say.

"What Master means, Integra, is that the Girls don't only have friends of the vampire kind, but also that of a lycanthropic nature. Even their two best friends are werewolves. Which Master didn't like all that well, but I found them rather charming and amicable. The girl's name is Kalie and the boy's is Michael. They're cousins. Mr. Goodwill is their second cousin and he and their uncle are both strong werewolves, but as for Kalie and Michael, they're still too young to tell. This is what I really wanted to talk to you about, Integra, and their brother too."

"What?! They have brother?! When were you going to tell me this?! Alucard! How many children do you have that we should know about," Integra shouted, her anger finally getting the better of her.

"Only the two that I know of," Alucard said lazily, still lounging on the couch against Integra's left wall. Well her right and Seras' left. "But what I did leave out, and meant to tell you before you interrupted, was that I have accepted a job at the school, and so has Seras," he continued, sitting up on the couch.

"You did what?"

"Master! What did you do?!"

"I accepted the position as the school's new Training Master. And Police Girl is to be my assistant. We'll both be getting paid and I talked to that awful prick of an uncle the Girls have and so we can have the days we have missions, off without pay-deduction."

"Well. Now that I know the terms..." Seras said, zoning off and thinking about the things she'll buy with the money.

"Well. As long as it doesn't interfere with your work here at Hellsing, I'm fine with it. You need all the distractions you can get to burn off your annoying energy." At this, Alucard smiled his scary smile. Seras, seeing her master's grin, drooped a little, knowing that it meant he was going to have fun at him job and probably wasn't. "Is that all, Alucard? Is there anymore to report?"

"No. The school day ends after their fourth class."

"Very well. You're dismissed."

Alucard promptly fell through one of his portals while still lying on the couch, making Seras' eyes go wide in fright for a moment before she fully realized what had happened. Then, she too moved to leave, though through the door, before Integra, looking back up from her desk, called out to her.

"No, Seras. Stay a moment will you."

"Yes, Integra, what is it you wanted?"

"I'm sorry if that had sounded like a command," Integra apologized, slightly wincing, "I only wanted you to tell me what it was that you wanted to talk to me about concerning the Girls' friends. Not to mention, whether or not Mr. Goodwill is as handsome as he was in that video you showed me," said Integra, smiling roguishly.

Seras' expression lifted tremendously at what Integra had said and she quickly bounded for one of the two chairs positioned in front of Integra's desk. Scooting the seat forward so that her knees touched the front of the desk and leaning forward in a gossipy kind-of way, Seras began.

"Oh my God, Integra, he's even more gorgeous in person! But -ahem- I wanted to talk to you about the Girls' friends and brother."

"Yes. Go on. Tell me more, first, about their brother. Is he anything like the Girls?"

"No. He's different than them from his personality down to his looks. His name is Erik Pierce. Erik 'with a k, not a c,' as the Girls would say. He isn't their biological brother; he was turned when he was eighteen at a party the same year he graduated."

"Wow. What a creative name for a vampire clan-" Integra sort of but not really whispered with a snort- "Tell me more. What does he look like? What is his personality like? Report Seras."

"Blond. Green eyes. Well developed for someone who stopped aging at eighteen. Broad shoulders. Well muscled and in shape. Tall, around 6'3" in height, and all long, lanky. Very laid back, easy manners and natural charm. Almost the complete opposite of the Girls. He's also extremely smart, and apparently quite the ladies man."

"So he'd be about twenty-two or so now," Integra said contemplatingly. Then, looking up at Seras again with a questioning expression, "And the Girls' two best friends? What of them?"

"Micheal and Kalie Mond. They come from a German background. Mr. Goodwill is their older, second cousin through their mothers' side. Their father is alfa of their pack. I have some speculations about their mysterious uncle that I'll tell you about afterwards. Both are tall. Kalie is blond with green-hazel eyes, you know, that wolfish green-gold mixture. She's very intelligent. She can be just as loud as our Girls but was mostly quiet and kept to her book. Now Micheal on the other hand...He has a carefree, easy manner about him. He's quick to like people. He's got brown hair and the same blue eyes as Mr. Goodwill. He was loud but not obnoxious. May not be as smart as Kalie and the Girls, but intelligent enough to keep up with them, though his personality may cover up just how smart he really is. He seemed to be enamored with the Girls though I think it's because he has a fascination for their shape-shifting abilities."

"Okay. So what is it you wanted to discuss with me about the Girls' brother and friends, Seras?"

"Well first off, Erik was supposed to come with us here today to meet you, but he had...a prior engagement he had to attend to first. So tomorrow I do believe he's coming back with us. Also, we wanted to ask if it would be alright to allow him to stay here with us? He agreed to work for us if he was getting paid, so long as we one, didn't kill him and two, allowed him to see his sisters."

"I want to meet him first before I agree."

"No problem. Tomorrow then. Next I wanted to make sure it was okay for Elizabeth and Mariann's friends to come over. Before you say anything," Seras said, interrupting Integra with one hand raised, "You need to let them have friends over. They need to interact with kids their own age and these are their best friends. They need to be able to have sleep-overs and the like. And they need to be able to go on dates and go places with their friends too. As long as their not in trouble. Here or at school. And with this new job Master got for us, we should be able to make sure they stay in line, at least grade wise."

There was a long pause in which Integra simply stared blankly at Seras. Then she blinked and looked down at the papers infront of her and said, "Fine."

Seras quickly smiled and then, gaining Integra's attention again, started on her description of everything good about Mr. Oliver Goodwill and her speculations about the ever elusive uncle.

---M&E---

Meanwhile...

Alucard sat in his throne, slowly winding down from the day, carefully pouring a glass of his favorite red concoction...THUMP-THUMP-THUMP! And the glass falls and shatters into a hundred-million tiny pieces, spilling its crimson contents over the grey stone floor. Now a slightly peeved Alucard glares up at the ceiling, hoping whoever was 'up there' could hear every curse word he was sending them in a nicely packaged 'prayer'.

Sinking through his seat and simultaneously walking through a wall into the kitchen, the first thing that came to his attention was that the kitchen was in chaos. On first glance, the kitchen looked fine. All clean and stainless-steel, utterly organized. But tensions were crazy high though the Girls simply sat quietly at the table and Walter stood by the refrigerator, the door gripped in his white-knuckled hand. His expression was hard, but hard in the way that told folds of his inner struggle to keep it chill. All the while the Girls just sat there, watching his back the way a hunter does its already disabled prey, and uttering simple reasons. Reason for what you ask?

"Walter, Integra said to come to you and you'd give us the money and a ride to the mall-"

"So we assumed you had known about this and was only waiting for us to come down here looking for you."

"I did know. And I was waiting for you. I just didn't plan on you getting here as fast as you did. I still have to make Sir Integra's dinner."

"No you don't, Walter-"

"On our way back we can stop at a McyD's or Checkers or Rally's or whatever you call it here-"

"It would do her some good to try some fast food-"

"Yeah. It has the good kinds of fatty nutrients everyone needs."

At this point, both girls paused to flash large disarming smiles at him before abruptly turning toward Alucard and fixing him with curious gazes.

"Yes Father?"

---E&M---

Back in Integra's office:

"So that's what I suspect 'bout him-"

"Sir Integra!" Seras was interupted suddenly by Pip bursting into the room all out of breath. Two blue-eyed gazes slammed into him.

"What is it, Pip? Are we under attack? Is there an emergency? Speak up, Captain!"

"Uh...Not exactly..." Pip replied, scratching the back of his head nervously now, with a goofy grin on his face, "I thought it might since it was Alucard I saw leaving the manor with those two girls and Walter."

"Well. Yes," Integra replied, looking back down at her papers as if nothing was amiss. "Though, I didnt know Alucard was going to go with them..."

During this exchange, Seras' head had gone back and forth between the two. Now though, she was peeved.

"Wait. So. You're telling me...that the Girls and Master are allowed to go to the mall...without me?!"

"Like I said Seras, I didn't know Alucard was going. But I'm fine with it as long as he's out of my hair and out of trouble."

"Well, then, I ask permission to go too."

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Go," Integra said, shooing Seras off, staring intently at her paperwork. "I've got enough work to do without having to look after you."

Given Integra's permission, Seras promptly jumped up from her seat and started for the door. Grabbing Pip's arm, being as how he was in her way, she dragged him out of the office and effectively out of the mansion too, telling him her reason for doing so was that she needed him to drive her to the mall.

---M&E---

Alucard sat in the front seat next to Walter of the SUV that had seemingly turned into Walter's form of a man-van, wondering how he had gotten there. How he had allowed himself to be convinced into going. How those two scheming sixteen year old girls in the backseat had convinced him that he was wanted, needed and even himself wanted to go to the shopping mall with the two.

Shopping? That was a woman's job. Seras should've been the one to go. He would have been hell of a lot better if she had been with them here. Would have been even happier if he hadn't come at all. But then again...He wasn't so sure how he liked leaving her alone with Walter...Sure, she'd been alone with him before. But now...now...He didn't know...But still how had those two gotten him to believe he wanted to come? They'd only been around for a day and a half and he still wasn't all that sure they were his. The time just didn't add up right. But oh yeah, that was how. They'd looked at him all lovey-dovey, pouty-faced, wide innocent-eyed and said 'Please Daddy'. And He'd felt all guilty inside, falling for it (how how how?!), feeling those stupid stupid protective paternal instincts kicking in. Damn those heightened vampire instincts.

So here he was. Sitting in the front seat of a black sedan, in what the Girls called 'jeans' and a deep red 'button-down' shirt (being as how they wouldn't allow him to leave the house wearing his usual). With two sixteen year old girls in back seat utterly silent except for a bit of random laughter every now and then that he knew not to actually be random since the jokes were simply conveyed mentally to one another. And not to mention the old man sitting next to him, driving them to their destination, The Mall, also completely silent, minus the laughter, plus eyes unmoving from the road in front and a blank expression, displaying his wandering mind.

Well from the looks of things so far, Alucard saw that this day was most certainly going to be a great one...Sigh.

---E&M---

"Did you see the way she looked at me, Seras? It was like-"

"Will you shut up already and just focus on getting us to that mall faster?!"

"But her eyes. They-they-they-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know! Isn't there anyway to make this thing go faster?!"

"Yeah. Sorry, Seras. It's just she's so-"

"PIP!"

---M&E---

Much to Alucard's satisfaction, they had finally reached the ginormous Westfield Mall*. Stepping out of the SUV, Alucard was quickly followed by Elizabeth and Mariann falling out of the backseat from the height of the SUV to land on their feet in all their 5'4" glory. Stretching much like cats, they looked around themselves and then up at Alucard and smiled. Walter walking around the side of vehicle, looked at them and then at the mall and coughed. Both girls grabbed one of Alucard's hands and started off toward the sprawling mall ahead of them.

"Well isn't this nice?"

"Quite Mari. Looks to be tons of fun."

"Tons."

And another, fiercer, smile passed over their faces.

Author's Note:

As I'm sure you guys noticed, there was a star next to the mall's name. I put that there so you'd come here =) lol

Okay. So the Westfield Mall is London's newest biggest mall yet. It covers 43 acres and has a whooping 265 shops. Not to mention a 14-screen movie theater, 50 restaurants, a gym, spa, a library and 4,500 parking spaces. There is a concierge team of 60 who speak 14 different languages, valet parking (pretending they don't….*ahem* Walter's parking *ahem*…), and a handsfree shopping and chauffer service.

Oh, and the reason Mr. Goodwill's was always in italics was because thats how girls talk about a guy when they think he's cute but know he's one of their "impossibles". That is, their "never going to happen" list. Girls do it all the time, it's sort of a joke, a lot of times comes out without you realizing it though most of the time you purposely do it.

Anywho.

This chapter was fun to write. Hope you guys enjoyed it and enjoy the rest of it when I post it. Don't forget to review and show me some love. Or Alucard, or Pip, or Seras, or Walter, or Integra. Even my added characters would like the love. Like the twins, Erik, Kalie, Michael, Oliver, Jonathan (hate him), Mark, and whoever else. =)

Also tell me if there are any mistakes in there and I will fix them. Thanks to all!

-Liz.