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This man had slaughtered his own people and reigned terror in the name of a God that never came; this vampire had tortured two innocent women and attempted to spread his undead curse to London, only to be bested by Abraham Van Helsing and ending up his servant, and this monster enjoyed fighting with such ferocity and cruelty that Olivia now understood why Arthur utilized him as little as possible.

And now, this vile, disgusting creature was crying on her lap, and all Olivia could see was a trembling child who despised himself for allowing his rage to consume him into damnation.

This arrogant vampire who mocked his opponents and who possessed such demonic strength hated himself more than anything.

So all Olivia did was lay her head on top of his and closed her eyes.

She still hated vampires, yet she loved him. She loved Alucard, yet she couldn't trust him completely anymore.

But, monster or not, Alucard was her family and she would not lose her family again.

In the end, Alucard had been right all along, Olivia would have to compromise her beliefs if he was to be part of her life.

And yet, even after knowing he was a monster, seeing him crying so desperately….seeing him display this rare vulnerability…it was almost….human.

'I didn't know….monsters could feel emotions.'

Alucard eventually moved away and silently wiped his face, mumbling "Ridiculous" under his breath. His hat and glasses reappeared on his face, and Olivia felt that maybe he was ashamed of showing his weakness.

"Hey," Alucard flicked her between the eyes, his face devoid of any tears or sorrow. "Don't get any ideas. You made a promise to me, did you not? Has this little melodrama changed your mind perhaps?"

"No!" Olivia scowled, tempted to do the same to him. "I said I would never become a monster and I intend to keep my promise! In fact!" Olivia stuck a finger in his face. "All of this has strengthened my resolve! I will never be like you, Alucard! My past gives me the strength to press on, not the chains to hold me down! Got it?!"

His reply was to flick her between the eyes again, and when Olivia was about to whip out her bow, he placed a hand on her cheek.

"Alucard?"

"There it is. That fire—that warrior's spirt—that caught my interest." He smirked, the blood on his gloves soaking onto her cheek. "I feared I might've scared it out of you."

"You almost did." Olivia placed her hand over his. "But didn't I tell you before? Humans may run and cry, but when circumstances are at their worst, those with courage will fight with all their heart and soul."

"And these courageous humans," Alucard chuckled, quoting himself from five years ago, "do they possess no fear? Are they better than the cowards?"

"Not at all, Mr. Alucard." Olivia giggled, recalling how formal she used to address him. "Because in order to become brave, you must first be a coward."

And in reply, Alucard laughed and nodded.

"A good evening to you then, Ms. Olivia."

And with that, he retracted his hand and disappeared into the tree's shadow.

Now that they had finally poured their hearts out, Olivia's chest felt lighter and she fell back against the tree, sighing in contentment.

Then, she reached up and placed a hand on her cheek, gasping when she didn't feel any pain.

Quickly hopping off the branch, Olivia scurried over to the pond and beheld her reflection, in awe to see her bruise had been healed. Falling to knees, Olivia placed a hand on her cheek and laughed.

Then she spotted a daffodil floating on the water and picked it up.

The language of the flowers. Her father had taught it to her years ago.

Daffodils, the sign of rebirth and new beginnings.

"Here is to a better future,…arany virágszál."*Olivia grinned, holding to the flower up to the sunlight.

Summer's entry brought forth the arrival of Olivia's 13th birthday and the never-ending progression of the war rampaging across the globe.

Yugoslavia was dissolved by the Axis powers, the occupation of Latvia began, and the "V-sign" was officially adopted as the Allied signal along with the motif of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony.

As the sirens kept her awake and the nightmares continued to plague her dreams, Olivia wondered about the children who were sent to live in the countryside away from the battles.

Would they see their parents again? Were they well fed? Did they lie awake every night, wondering when this war would end?

War truly was terrible, and Olivia felt the day Hellsing would be sent to the front lines was rapidly approaching.

After all, the people reigning terror across the globe were some of the worst type of monsters.

Olivia had always fought to protect, whether it be for her new family or for the forgiveness of her deceased one, so she decided if she had to fight in this war, she would fight for those children to come home safely to their families. And to quell the lingering guilt she still felt for her inability to save Alucard in his childhood.

"I don't need a little rabbit to rescue me." Olivia thought aloud, putting on her better Alucard impression, before chuckling under her breath and turning on her side. "That's what he would probably say, right?"

Alucard was a fiercely powerful vampire and did not need, or desire, someone like her to protect him. Yet she couldn't forget how he clung to her like a child clinging to his mother or like a starved man latching onto an oasis. Martha had given her a lecture for getting blood on her dress, yet Olivia didn't dare to confess the truth. Alucard was very prideful and would no doubt be furious if she told others. But for the most part, Olivia felt that display of vulnerability was for her eyes alone.

And, despite his horrible deeds, Olivia knew Vlad only became what he was after everything had been taken from him, and even when he reclaimed his rightful throne and fought crusade after crusade in the name of God and his country, all he was remembered for was being a mad king.

And he had died all alone with that feeling of abandonment and hatred.

How many other people had died alone like that?

How many of them were soldiers fighting in the war right now?

Olivia squeezed her eyes shut and shook the thoughts away, knowing if she continued to allow her mind to wander, she wouldn't get any sleep.

But, as Olivia curled into a ball and cuddled her bracelets to her chest, she spared a glance at the daffodil nestled in the vase on her windowsill.

"It also takes courage to cry freely too…."

It had been far too long since Walter and Olivia had a decent mission together, so Walter was thrilled when Sir Hellsing had sent them out to Kensington to catch a rogue vampire, who was last reported to be inside a B&B.

'About damn time!' Walter cheered as the two of them broke through a second story window. 'Missions were getting boring without her!'

Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, the owners had already become ghouls, but that didn't bother Walter in the slightest as he happily sliced through them while shouting taunts at Olivia over his shoulder.

Once again, the duo was playing a game to see who could kill the most, with the target vampire being the royal flush.

However, unlike the last time, Olivia easily kept up with him so they were tied when they cornered the vampire in the attic.

"So you are Hellsing's little lapdogs." The vampire scoffed, backed into a corner. "The bastard sends the likes of you two to do his dirty-!"

Both of its arms were shot off in the blink of an eye, and the vampire could only stare dumbfound at its still twitching appendages on the ground.

"That'll be enough of that." Olivia sneered, aiming the next round at its heart. "I will not allow the likes of you to speak ill of Sir Hellsing."

"Half breed bitch!" The vampire cried out, dashing forward with its fangs out, only to be diced into pieces before it could reach Olivia.

"That'll be enough of that." Walter snorted, digging the monster's remains into the floorboards with heel of his boots. "That is the White Rabbit of Hellsing, you bastard. Show some fucking respect."

"Hey!" Olivia laughed, giving him a playful, slowmo punch to the cheek. "I had him in my grasp!"

"You are too slow." Walter smirked, giving her an equally playful one in return. "Now, how about my reward?"

"Fine~." She sighed, folding her bow in half and tying it to her waist before holding her hand out. "A deal is a deal. Let's go, Mr. Angel of Death."

Walter just chuckled as he grasped her hand and led her out of the former B&B, leaving the clean-up for the Hellsing operatives waiting outside.

"How can you eat these things?" Olivia grumbled, taking a seat next to Walter and handing him a carton of candied figs.

"By placing them in my mouth and chewing on them." Walter replied before doing just that, dodging Olivia's fist all the while.

"Smartass." Olivia scowled while he stuck his tongue out at her. Then she shivered and wrapped her coat tighter around herself. "And do you honestly have to eat here of all places?"

Currently, the two of them were sitting on the roof of one of the towers of Tower Bridge perched over the River Thames as the harsh night winds swirled around them.

"Well, the bench we sat on previously was destroyed during the last air strike, so this is the next best thing."

"If you say so." Olivia drew her knees to her chest and watched the people bustle about below them. Her mind wandered back to the deceased B&B owners and how they had photos of their children and grandchildren scattered around the house. "Hey, Walter."

"Mmh?"

"The people who turn into ghouls….are their families ever notified of their deaths?"

"I don't know." He munched, rubbing his sugar coated fingers on his pants legs. "Maybe, maybe not. It's not our concern. We just exterminate the vermin and move on."

"But how are they remembered?" Olivia pulled a handkerchief out of her coat pocket and cleaned off Walter's hands for him. "People are only remembered through their loved ones who keep their memory alive. Without friends or family, a person's name and legacy can be lost to history."

'L-Lost?' Walter felt a chill run down his spine, and he yanked his hands out of Olivia's grasp.

"What are you talking about?" He demanded. "What do you mean a person can be lost to history?!"

"Well, you have seen the graveyard on Cavendish Avenue, right?" Olivia tried to explain, unnerved by how frightened Walter appeared. "Several graves are left without flowers because everyone who knew that person has passed on or do not care anymore. The only way for someone to be remembered is for their legacy to be passed on through others." She then stared down at her wrist and caressed her bracelets. "Not even we are exempt from that."

"What do you mean?"

"We are only known inside the Hellsing organization, Walter. To the eyes of an outsider, we are simply Sir Hellsing's wards, not first rate soldiers. All of our victories and abilities…they are only known by a small group of people." Olivia cuddled her wrist to her chest. "What if…..what if Hellsing comes to an end someday and all our legacies are lost-?"

"Shut up!" Walter seized her by the shoulders, his face inches from hers. "Shut up! You don't know what you are talking about!"

"I-I'm sorry!" Olivia had never seen Walter look so desperate, even when he had come to awaken her from her isolation. "I've….I've just been thinking about what vulnerable creatures we all are. How we can be kings of the world and still die without a single mourner." She averted her gaze, recalling the countless amount of discarded drawings in her room's wastebasket. "My family's grave is an abandoned cottage in a ghost town, with no flowers or prayers from family and friends. My parents' families and former co-workers aren't even aware that they've been dead for five years. It….It….It is only through me that my parents and brothers live on….and yet, I'm starting to forget about them because they only left me memories, and those fade away with the march of time." Then Olivia faced Walter once more, placing her hands over his. "Getting old, forgetting others, and being forgotten in return….it is one of the burdens of being human."

It felt like someone had splashed cold water in his face, and Walter just released his grip on Olivia and allowed her to cradle his hands in hers.

"Don't pay my ramblings any mind, Walter. I'm sure we will be remembered for years to come for how we saved others. I mean, Alucard is immortalized through books, documentaries, and even movies, although his legacy is a rather bloody one. Heh, it seems you become immortalized through evil deeds rather than good ones."

Walter continued to stare blankly ahead.

"Walter?" Olivia placed a hand on his cheek, snapping him out of his daze. "Are you alright? I apologize if my words have caused you distress. Please don't pay any attention to them. Besides, you will never be forgotten, Walter," The she smiled and brushed his bangs out of his eyes. "Because I will always remember you, angyalom."*

Not even a term of endearment could douse the turmoil burning in Walter's chest, and he silently brushed her hands away before standing up.

"Let's go home, Olivia."

"Walt-?"

"Now!" Walter snapped, turning his back to her and walking to the edge of the roof. "Hurry before Scotland Yard arrests us for trespassing and accuses us of being Nazi spies."

Olivia stared at his back for a moment before silently walking over and hugging him from behind.

"I'll never forget you, Walter." She whispered, resting her head on top of his. "So please don't forget me either."

But Walter didn't hear her promise and plea, instead lost in his thoughts once more.

'Me forgotten? I am the Angel of Death, how can I be forgotten?! If Alucard can be remembered, so can I! I'll never be obsolete! Right?!' He gazed down at his hands, his skin suddenly becoming withered and wrinkled. '…..Right?'

A/N: Olivia, stop! What are you doing?! Don't tell Walter he might be forgotten! He may end up betraying you and Hellsing! lol. And I actually felt Alucard was afraid of being vulnerable since in the manga/OVA he cries upon dreaming about this defeat by Abraham's hands and he brushes his tears off as something foolish and claims it was only a dream. And a huge part of Alucard's character is his self-hatred and regret for forsaking his humanity. And Olivia still loving him despite her new fears and conflicted beliefs, well, I think Alucard would react to that. I do believe Alucard is a sociopath and he is far from a hero, but it has been shown Alucard can make bonds with others. And I think Alucard doesn't believe he is worthy of happiness or anything besides a rightful death by the hands of a human. But, maybe it is just me, I always feel Alucard is always reaching out for some type of affection. Maybe it is just the years of experimentation and going mad at the hands of Hellsing, but I felt Alucard thrived off his master's approval and secretly wants someone worthy, like his master, to praise him. Yet he hides his emotions because he finds them a sign of weakness yet i find his emotions to be what remains of his humanity. Alucard is one of the strongest characters in Hellsing but I also find him to be one of-if not the most-vulnerable and frail. And that is because I believe he will always be that frightened little boy who cried yet refused to beg for mercy at his core. Alucard will only be free from this cycle he damned himself to when a worthy human kills him, but Olivia said she loves him because he is just Alucard to her, and while her love will not take back what happened, Alucard acknowledges it and realizes that she still wants to be with him after learning about his past. That is why he lets the mask down for a moment and allows her to see his weakness. Olivia and Alucard both lost everything when they were eight (to varying degrees of trauma) and Olivia has relived Alucard's memories and cried for him. So that is why in the last chapter Alucard said, for that small moment, that her love was enough. Alucard will never pour his heart completely out and Olivia will never fully understand him, but she still considers him important in her eyes and Alucard is grateful for that. And I don't think Alucard has the ability to love like humans love, but he acknowledges and is in awe of it, especially when someone like him is on the receiving end of it. And it is not just Olivia, but I do believe Integra and Seras love Alucard. Two strong, courageous women love someone like him, so of course Alucard will be in awe and kiss the ground they walk on. Ahem, don't mind my ramblings! lol! I got kinda carried away! Olivia just loves her family and wants to protect them, dang it! Lol! And, since I am already rolling, Alucard admires and is intrigued by Olivia's cowardly yet courageous nature and her ability to love some like him. She kinda represents the warmth and support he was robbed of in his life, so that is why he enjoys being with her yet does not at the same time. The same kinda goes for Walter since he never had someone to grow up with and someone to support him and treats him like a fellow child/friend instead of a soldier. And her warmth and affection is something he reacts to also, which helps him learn to be civil with others. As for Olivia, she is surrounded by people who don't judge her for her background or mixed heritage and instead judge her based on her will and ability to fight. She sees these people who also suffered tragedy and either rise or fall from grace and learns from them while supporting them because she knows what it is like to have the world against you for who you are. Olivia is not trying to be a savior nor do any of the Hellsing crew see her as one, but they are all people who only have each other, despite being soldiers and human or not, so they forge bonds because they are all they have. They are family and family has always been important to Olivia so she will do everything she can to keep them close to her. That is also what makes her selfish and is one of her weakness which may be her downfall in future chapters. Because she lost her family so young, Olivia blindly loves those who show her kindness and vows to protect them. Seeing how Alucard shattered her belief in him as a good person and broke her trust in believing he would never harm her (although Olivia did that to herself by idolizing Alucard and Alucard will not go out of his way to protect someone who is not a Hellsing...although that may change in the future~), imagine what Olivia will do when someone she loves betrays her and her family. Hmmmmm~? And for those who are craving romance, that may or may not come later, but you can see the seeds for a possible romance are blooming and who knows which one will bear fruit? (I do. lol. And there will probably be romance.) But, for right now, Olivia just wants to protect her family and has far more pressing things to be concerned with. (Besides she is still 13. lol. And Walter is still 11. They have some more growing up and maturing to do! Though they are growing up fast, considering what they see on a daily basis.)

Translations:

arany virágszál- golden flower

angyalom- my angel

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