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So, I've decided to post a chapter for this fic every two days.

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Oxford Not Brogues

Chapter Two

A little vampire sat on the edge of the roof of the Hellsing manor watching as the dark sky slowly brightened with colors. She could see the sun just peeking out over the horizon but it would be another hour before it's fully out. The gorgeous orange, pink, and purple colors in the sky reflected in her big red eyes as she stared at it mesmerized. All was so quiet; the humans were still asleep, so she actually had some time to herself before she had to go to bed. Subconsciously she raised her untouched blood bag and sunk her fangs into the thick plastic. She tried her best not to press her tongue against that foul tasting plastic, but it was practically impossible not to. Eventually she didn't even care when the cold blood washed over her tongue, giving her a whole new taste, though she was sure it would have been tastier warm. She hasn't had hot blood, not since Bernadotte. She wondered what it would be like when it came time for her to hunt humans. Will she be alright killing humans or will she be the same way she was towards the blood thirty years ago? Timid and hesitant?

Seras couldn't help rolling her eyes at how foolish she was when she was younger. After finishing the blood, she pulled the empty plastic bag from her mouth to look at it. How much farther would she be if she had just listened to her master in the first place and drank the blood he offered her? How much stronger? How much wiser? Maybe she would have healed that flame arm of hers a lot sooner than she did. The little vampire glanced at her left arm, remembering when nothing but flames sprouted from it because of her 'good, old friend' Zorin. That bitch. Seras shook her head and let her eyes fall to her lap. Sometimes she wished she had the pleasure of killing her again. To this day she still had nightmares of that night. Closing her eyes, all Seras could think about was how therapeutic it would be if she got to kill her just one more time. Perhaps one day. Once she dies and goes to hell, just maybe she'll get the pleasure of kicking Zorin's ass again. A subtle smirk crossed over her face and she snickered under her breath at the thought.

A second later, she felt someone enter her territory. She lifted her head while a dangerous, predatory look appeared in her eyes. Who was here at this time of day? Was this another ambush? The Draculina sprung to her feet, but was put at ease when she saw that it was just Alucard and Sebastian slowly walking towards the manor in the distance. She slowly dropped her guard. What were they doing out so late? It was kind of surprising to see her master. She hasn't seen him in thirty years. Things were going to be different here at the Hellsing Organization now, but she had a feeling that it would be a good different. She missed her master so much. And it bewildered her that he wasn't sound asleep in his coffin already. What was he doing up so late? Was he out getting a bite? Did Integra know? Or was he just hanging out with his old friend Sebastian? As the two got closer to the manor she realized how disappointed they both looked. What happened? Without thought, she jumped off the ledge. Very graciously, almost cat like, she landed safely on her feet. The second she touched the ground she was running off towards her mentors. Alucard and Sebastian came to a sudden stop when they saw the small blonde approaching them.

"What's eating the two of you?" She asked when she finally reached them.

"Nothing that concerns you, Police Girl." Alucard sighed. He didn't mean to sound so cold towards her, but he was just frustrated and tired. They had searched for hours for their mates, but they just kept being drawn to the Hellsing Organization. They didn't understand it one bit. Seras didn't seem to take offense to his tone. She crossed her arms over her chest and thoughtlessly dropped her hip in a sexy manner while she stared up at them suspiciously.

"I was just asking. You both look so disappointed." She told them with a shrug. A light tinge of red appeared on her cheeks then. "So," She drawled and started teetering on the balls of her feet. "Are you…okay then?" Alucard arched a brow at his peculiar fledgling. He had a feeling that she wanted something from him, but he didn't know what.

"Yes," He answered. Her eyes then flickered towards the ground.

"And…what about Baskerville? Is he okay?" She asked softly.

"Baskerville?" Sebastian repeated, looking confused.

"I mean…Well, I saw him…when Walter tore through him with his wires. Is…Baskerville…dead, Master?" Seras whispered before looking back at her Sire with a pale face. Alucard snickered at his Draculina and shook his head.

"He's well, Police Girl. He just needed time to rest." The elder vampire promised her. A childish smile crept onto her face.

"Can…I see him then, Master?" She asked.

"What for?" Alucard asked with furrowed brows. Nobody had ever asked him to see his hellhound. Hell, most of the time the sight of Baskerville drove people insane. But he supposed she meant she wanted to see the dog version and not the monstrosity that he is.

"I just…want to see if he's okay." She responded. Alucard then folded his arms and grinned down at his ignorant little fledgling.

"Then I must warn you that he just might act aggressively towards you. Fledgling or not, he doesn't like anyone near his master. He's quite protective as all hellhounds should be." He warned her, but he only earned a strange look from her.

"Master, I don't know what you're talking about. Baskerville is such a loving dog. I used to find him curled up beside me in bed before you and he disappeared." Seras revealed to him while she gestured her head back at the manor. "He's also very spoiled." She laughed. The amusement drained from Alucard's eyes as he stared at her in disbelief. His hellhound used to seek out his fledgling for love, attention, and a warm bed to sleep in? He had let his familiar wander around freely in the past from time to time, but he never thought the dog had gone running to his Childe each and every time. Normally Baskerville had acted so aggressively towards all of his other fledglings. What made Seras different?

"Are you sure it was Baskerville?" Sebastian asked her. He was also looking quite stunned.

"I don't know any other big, black dog with eight red eyes." She giggled. As if to prove her wrong, Alucard summoned Baskerville. The big, black hellhound appeared at his master's side. Instantly when seeing the small blonde the dog didn't go into attack mode. Instead he lazily walked over to her, fell onto his side in front of her feet, and rolled onto his back with a loud groan. Charmed by the hellish dog, Seras knelt beside him and started giving him belly rubs. "Hey!" She laughed. "I've missed you so much!" The dog moaned and rolled around on his back while one of his legs kicked out in excitement. "You were such a brave boy! You did so well! Yes! You're so good!" Alucard could only stare at the two in utter disbelief. His hellhound was being babied by his fledgling. What has happened? The human world was making his familiar weak. Seeing that her Sire was getting annoyed, Seras bolted back to her feet.

"Sorry," She murmured in embarrassment. Baskerville groaned again as he lifted his head to stare up at the little vampire, wondering why she was no longer petting him. "It's good to have you back too, Master. We've missed you." She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye. Her master seemed different. He seemed colder than he was before. She thought he would be proud of how far she came all by herself. She thought that he might've missed her as well. But it just seems like she's still a pain in the ass to him and was bothering him. Biting her bottom lip, Seras focused her gaze on the manor. "I'm sorry for bothering you. You probably want to be left alone to rest. I hope you have a good day's rest, Master." Alucard frowned at he watched his Draculina leave. He wanted rest, he really did, but he didn't want to be alone. He's been alone for the past thirty years. Just when he was about to call his fledgling back, Sebastian stopped him.

"Miss. Victoria has given me an idea." The demon muttered while he watched her walk away. He then glanced down at the hellhound at their feet. Baskerville was lying on his stomach and watching after the little vampire with eight sad red eyes. Alucard scoffed and turned his head in dismissal. He had no interest in discussing anymore about their mates. He dematerialized and appeared in his chambers where he sat down on his throne. Baskerville appeared beside him and lay down at his feet. Lazily, Alucard reached down to stroke over his head. Not long the demon appeared to continue the conversation. "We can't locate our mates, but what if our familiars can?" Sebastian asked. "Baskerville is pretty much a part of you; he's a part of your soul. Perhaps he can find the other half of your soul, your mate." Alucard paused when he heard this. Could his hellhound be able to sniff out and/or locate his mate far better than he can? "I don't see a reason not to try it." Sebastian added with a twisted smirk. As he was saying this a black lion, his own familiar, was appearing at his side. Without him even having to tell him, the lion ran off to search for his master's mate. He phased through the door of Alucard's chambers and was gone, almost as if he knew exactly where he was going. The elder vampire glanced down at his hellhound.

"Don't disappoint me," The No Life King ordered him. His familiar pushed off the ground to stand at his full height before pouncing forward to chase after Sebastian's lion. "It'll be a while before either of them find anything. Until then, I'm going to bed. You can show yourself out." Alucard announced as he got up once more from his throne and walked over to his black coffin. Seeing it made him realize how tired he really was. Lowering himself in his coffin and closing the lid, he came to find that he was inhaling his Childe's scent once again. So, his Draculina had invited herself in his coffin to sleep away the day. How brave of her. He couldn't really be mad at her though. She had missed her master. All she wanted was to be comforted by his warm coffin and lingering scent. He had to wonder if his scent did comfort her. Did she fall asleep with ease? She must have because the only reason why her scent was so strong now was if she kept returning to his coffin to sleep in. A soft smile pulled at the older vampire's lips as he closed his eyes. Admittedly, her scent was quite comforting to him. He continued to breathe lightly just so he could keep taking in her scent while he fell into a deep slumber.

Not even two hours later, Alucard was being woken by that infuriating demon.

"Alucard," Sebastian called for him.

"This better be important." The elder vampire snarled. He opened his eyes to glower at him.

"It's about our familiars." The demon sighed as he looked off to the side in what appeared to be in disappointment.

"If it's not good news then I don't want to hear about it." Alucard responded. The demon's red eyes flickered back to his face.

"Well…we sent our familiars out to find our mates. They found her," Sebastian muttered, still looking disappointed. Now capturing his full attention, Alucard sat up in his coffin.

"They found her?" He repeated in disbelief.

"I tried reaching out to sense where my familiar was and…Well, let's just say neither of our familiars got very far." Sebastian answered with a shrug.

"What do you mean? Where are they?" He asked with furrowed brows.

End of Chapter Two

I hope you guys enjoyed.

Oxford Not Brogues