"My Master," said the man wearing a violent shade red, kneeling in front of a desk seating a harsh-looking woman dressed in a suit. A silver engraved nameplate sitting opposite a formidable stack of papers read, 'Sir Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing.' Looking to the tall man bowed over to her, she took deep breath in through a fat cigar and slowly exhaled, leaving the smoke to ascend the tall ceiling in lazy spirals.
"Did you retrieve the object?" The lady flicked the ashy end of the fag into an expensive ashtray and crossed her fingers in front of her, elbows on the desk.
" He's unconscious and locked in my coffin currently," the vampire coolly replied still kneeling on the polished marble floor.
The woman shifted in slight alarm.
"'He's?' Also Alucard, we did get funding from the parliament to buy those currently unused cells below the estate, there is no reason you need to lock anyone in your coffin. Especially if the government has interest in them!" the woman huffed angrily, rubbing at her temples.
"He could not be contained by cells made for human war criminals," said the vampire with dangerously bright eyes.
"I know he's not a full blooded vampire but he isn't human either. He has the tough body of a vampire but still smells human, in all my years I've never encountered one like him," confessed Alucard.
Integra scowled sharply casting lines on her young face, giving her cigar some much needed attention before replying,
"I'll contact the military after he wakes up and we question him. Hellsing needs to know why intergalactic creatures are showing up and military will only fail to get questions answered and proceed to stick him in a lab to become a scientist's pet monkey. When he wakes up, bring me to him immediately."
"Yes, Master," the dark creature crooned, smiling widely.
It was pitch black when D awoke; the kind of suffocating darkness that makes one feel like a trapped animal. The air smelled cold and damp like an empty cellar in the middle of winter. Thoughts were flying through D's head as he lifted his hands up and hit a barrier in the darkness that prevented him from moving more than six inches in any particular direction. The vampire had somehow caged him while he was unconscious, and it was steadily turning him into a nervous wreck. Every second, the barriers loomed in his mind out of the dark and edged closer and closer until he could hardly breathe. To make matters worse, his long sword had been taken while he was unconscious.
D knew he was pretty absurd- a dhampir afraid of the dark? It was ridiculous and almost laughable like a fish afraid of water or a bird afraid of heights. But in truth he had always resented the dark just like he resented his life. He had always wanted to feel included, he wanted to be wanted, but humans and vampires shunned him alike. Humans were afraid of him with the wrongs and crimes the Noble's committed still fresh in their minds, and he never belonged with vampires, not completely. The existing population of surviving Noble's shunned him as being too human and sympathetic towards mortals, just as the mortals shunned him for being to heartless and inhuman.
Just as he thought his mind would break from the suffocation of the dark and his own thoughts light footsteps could be heard coming closer. It was still for a moment and then with a huge bang the lid to the small coffin D had been laying in slid off and onto the cold stone floor. The dunpeal hissed as the light from whatever basement he assumed he was in came from a rickety looking wooden table in the form of a small wax lamp. Even though it was not bright, the sudden light was a huge change from the deadening blackness he had been in earlier.
Illuminated by the flickering glow of the wax lamp, stood his captor and a shorter, bustier female. The shadows were long and went trailing about the room, obscuring the darkened edges of the stone room from view. Crimson eyes smoldered out from the dark line of his silhouette and contrasted starkly with huge glowing blue eyes from his curvy companion.
D slowly slid up to a sitting position and didn't move, glaring back into those intimidating red orbs with out blinking. The man smiled widely showing large predatory teeth, reminding D of the fact that the man wasn't just another human.
"Police girl, go get Integra. She wants to see the boy," the male vampire said smoothly. The fidgeting girl nodded fast twice, and walked swiftly out of sight. The remaining male stayed perfectly still, eyes aggressively staring down the dunpeal. The two were locked in a stalemate for only a few minutes when a door in the background opened loudly with a clang and the blonde vampire returned with a human.
How interesting. Why would a human choose to live with vampire? How would they ever get along one being the other's prey?
Even more surprising was the air of dominance and confidence surrounding the human woman as she strutted into the dungeon. Out of the two vampires it was obvious that she was the one in charge.
She had long blonde hair, blue eyes partially obscured by circular glasses, and struck an imposing silhouette in her dark green dress suit. She looked down at the stranger who was still sitting up unmoving in the coffin and thoroughly scrutinized him for a few seconds before beginning to question him. He had long dark hair that covered a pale, unblemished complexion, and his facial features were definitely more delicate than the average male. She could say with certainty he was beautiful. While she was not one to normally appreciate the visual aesthetics of either sex, she could not help but take notice of his good looks.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Integra asked the unfamiliar male vampire with raven black hair and a white complexion not unlike Alucard but much softer. It shifted uncomfortably before answering in a rich baritone voice,
"I have no misgivings with you or your people."
Keeping steady eyes contact between them Integra continued her interrogation,
"Who are you and why are you here?"
D kept his face stony and free from apprehension, he could not help but feel tension from the unknown. Although he hadn't intended to identify himself, now that he was caught by a woman of authority, it could not be helped.
"My name is D and I have no purpose here."
"No purpose," Integra almost laughed. "You're saying you have no purpose for traveling across the galaxy, none at all. I can't imagine where you come from but I can't believe any civilization would part with the amount of technology and fuel that you happened to crash in the Queen's backyard for no reason.
"I come from a planet very far away from this, in a different galaxy, and I left on a whim," D said monotonously giving the blonde as little information as possible.
This time it was the tall raven-haired man lurking in the shadows, who asked in a deep voice, "What are you? You seem like a vampire yet you are not."
"I am a dhampir, half human and half vampire," D said after a pause, hoping he sounded more confident then he felt. At that statement the women, both the human and the vampire, looked visibly shocked while the male simply leered in a way that resembled a wild animal looking down upon new found prey. D hoped the signs of apprehension had not crossed to his face. The blonde human, whom D could tell she had an impressive amount of control over the male vampire, recovered quickly to continue staring him down intimidating.
"Do you harbor any hatred or malicious intent towards the people of this world?" Integra questioned harshly.
"No," D said annoyed at this ridiculous situation thinking it would almost have been better if he never came here. Almost.
"Hn. If you don't want to be killed you will not hurt or threaten anyone and do what I tell you too. The government of our world is going insane now that they've had evidence of life outside of this planet delivered to them and if they perceive you as a threat they will not hesitate to kill you. I am the head of the Hellsing organization that specializes in the hunting and killing of vampires and ghouls, and if I get the slightest hint that you are a threat to society I will not hesitate to dispose of you, personally. Understand?" the blonde woman spit out harshly, staring D straight in the eye.
"I have no intentions of harming anyone unless need be. Like your organization, in my own world I am a vampire hunter," D stated as uninteresting as possible.
The woman paused for a second, then replied, "Good then. My name is Integra Hellsing and these vampires, Alucard and Seras Victoria, also belong to the Hellsing organization." Next she addressed the male quickly, "Take him to the WC to get clean and feed him whatever he eats. No shenanigans. And make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." The red eyed figure laughed loudly and replied,
"Yes, master."