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Hellsing - Blood Heritage	By : fallenangellet Category: Hellsing > General Views: 20212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this. It is strictly for my own amusement.

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I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

After the incident at the Round Table conference, Hellsing was officially on high alert 24/7. Numerous security measures had been created and implemented since the Valentine brothers' attack, and every one of them were gone over with all staff members. There were back up plans for everything, and more back up plans and fail-safes were written up in case the first set didn't work. The blood seal on the house was their primary line of defense against anything getting in, and it was highly unlikely anything would be able to get past it. But living and working at the manor would make anyone paranoid. No one wanted to take the smallest chance of putting all their eggs into one basket and having the bottom fall out.

All civilian staff members had been issued handguns. Very few of them actually kept them on their person at all times. Now, it was a hard-lined requirement. If they had a gun, it was to be kept loaded and physically on them every second. If they went to bed, it was to be kept within easy reach. Random checks were performed to make sure all staff members were in compliance. Those that weren't got a serious pay cut. Very few broke the new rule, and those that did never broke it more than once.

There was an overhead alarm system that would sound through speakers placed throughout the manor. Just in case of a situation where electricity was cut, everyone was assigned a pager that worked independently of the phone lines. In the event of an attack, primary staff would be notified first, then the essential accessory staff, the various department heads, and so on down the chain of command. If a page was received, everything was to be dropped at that moment to move to the area they were supposed to report to. The military staff already knew their orders for response, and designated medical teams would remain out on alert to deal with potential injuries. All other staff were given orders to go to the nearest available panic room in the quadrant of the house they happened to be in at the time. The panic rooms themselves were fully stocked with enough food, water, and other supplies for the people within to survive for over a week if necessary. Once the doors were closed, they could only be opened again with pass codes entered by Sir Integra and another primary staff member. There would be no chance of employees being lured out by an intruder assuming someone's identity.

Of course, all of this was a lot of information to remember. Each part of the chain had to function correctly for it to work. They started running drills to get everyone accustomed to it. Then they set a maximum time limit of 3 minutes and ran drills until they could meet it. Then there were drills at 3am to see how fast people could get themselves out of bed.

The daytime and early afternoon drills went well for the most part. The drills that woke people up from a restful sleep... those weren't so great.

"Congratulations, ladies and gentlemen." Edmund announced after the first early morning test run. "Everyone in the house is dead except for my nephew's nursemaid and the kitchen staff. At least we know that when the world goes to hell in a hand basket, we'll still be able to eat."

Syn's cousin rarely got upset, but he was capable of being pretty damn pushy and mean when he had to be.

With the redhead having Mihnea to worry about, she was pleased to see that Rebecca took her responsibilities to heart and never missed a drill. In fact, she and the baby were usually the first ones to get into a panic room. The girl could run a hell of a lot faster than one would expect.

But all the preparations and running about was teaching Syn something else. She couldn't keep her son as close to her as she usually did. If there were a true emergency, she would have to stay out and fight. Her afternoon and night routines weren't that different. Mihnea could stay with her while she worked. But now he had to sleep upstairs with Rebecca instead of in the dungeons near his parents. The redhead knew it was necessary. There was no possible way for her to get him out of the sub-levels and to the girl in time if there were an attack. But she still didn't like it.

"Bad feelings again?" Alucard questioned one night as they were settling down from yet another damn drill.

She huffed, knowing she was probably being silly, but not really able to help it.

"No." she replied. "I just thought all this 'letting go' bullshit was supposed to come later."

He chuckled from his throne, where he was sipping blood from a wine glass. "Children of war often endure more than others do. He'll be fine."

"I know that." she said, irritated. More with herself than with him. "You know what? You were the one who wanted me to be a mother. Mothers worry about things. So shut up and let me do my job."

The vampire arched an amused brow. "And it's a job you're proving quite adept at, my dear."

She shot a look at him. She knew what that was. That was his way of calling her a worry wort.

"You are such a bastard."

He just smirked. Syn felt something twine around her waist and looked down. His shadows. They pulled her toward his chair. Being pulled across a floor while still standing and feet firmly planted on the ground was not an easy thing. There was no real way to resist, and the best thing one could do to keep from falling over or tripping was to walk in the direction they led. She sighed when Alucard pulled her down into his lap. He liked doing that for some reason.

"If our son were in danger, I would know it instantly." the vampire told her. "Your worries aren't needed."

Now that was reassuring and annoying all in one breath. Alucard, being the vampire, could reach out and touch Mihnea's mind. He could read his thoughts and feel where he was. Syn couldn't. It was nice to know that someone could, but she didn't like that it wasn't her. There were too many things she didn't like thinking about. She needed a distraction.

"Practice." she said at last. "We need to practice." she narrowed her eyes at him in warning. "And don't you dare pull another stunt like you did last time."

So far, she and Alucard had been successful in their necromancy/summoning souls from his blood experiments. The only thing was that the energy release seemed to affect the vampire's thinking. He didn't go insane or loopy – which had been the redhead's primary concern – but he didn't think... right. It was like the normally observant Alucard who never missed or overlooked anything suddenly had a one-track mind that didn't consider other factors.

Their last session had gotten Integra royally pissed at both of them. As the vampire was searching through all the souls within him, he discovered that there were animals in there too. Syn hadn't even known Alucard ate animals. Essentially, the No Life King had a moment of: 'Oh? Well, lets see if I can pull one of them out.' Then proceeded to call up a fucking 1500 pound, fully armored warhorse without thinking about the fact that they were inside the manor where nothing that big could move around without breaking something. The animal freaked out at not knowing where it was or why it was there, and 3 vases and an antique suit of armor had been completely destroyed.

Alucard laughed and placed a hand over his un-beating heart. "No horses."

There had better not be any damn horses, Syn thought. She just hoped he didn't have anything bigger than that in him. Like an elephant. God forbid if something like that went stomping around in Integra's house... She went very still at the thought.

"Maybe we should go outside this time."

"You vanted to see me, Herr Major?"

The Major looked up from scratching Schrodinger's ears and smiled broadly. "Ja! Ja, please come in, lieutenant."

The dark haired woman known as the huntress, Rip Van Winkle, stepped into the room and rested her long barreled musket against the wall. She then straightened and stood at attention to await her orders. The blonde man leaned back into his chair and clasped his hands in his lap.

"I haff un assignment for you. A special assignment that ist perfect for mein huntress." his smile grew wider. "The time for var ist close, ja? Und ve are sorely lacking a navy. Our new friends in the British military haff found us a battleship. I vant you to take a group of our new soldiers to see that she's properly christened. I am putting you on the front lines – to be the very first to engage our enemy vith our new flagship."

Rip's dark blue eyes lit up in excitement. Such an assignment was a great honor, and she was proud to have been chosen for it. "Ja, Herr Major! I vill go immediately!"

The Major chuckled, then held out what looked like an alarm clock designed for a small child. It was bright pink with a wide, smiling face. The arms measuring the hours and minutes jutted out from it's nose.

"Take this vith you." he told her. "To mark vhen your mission hast come to fruition."

She accepted the clock gratefully, then was sent away to prepare. When she was gone, the cat boy leaned comfortably back against the man's chair.

"She doesn't know, does she?" he asked with a grin.

The Major went back to petting his head, making the boy purr in delight. "Nein. But she should be very proud. Any sacrifice for us ist a noble one. She vill be remembered."

First Lieutenant Rip Van Winkle was the perfect bait to set in their trap to lure out the wolf.

I don't honestly believe that Alucard would have absorbed the blood/souls of any elephants. Then again, it's perfectly reasonable to think that he would have traveled around a lot after becoming a vampire, so maybe he could have gone somewhere that had elephants. I still can't imagine why he would drink from one though...

Alucard: Elephant blood tastes like molded leather. I hate the stuff.

Rhian: ~blink~

Alucard: Rhinoceros blood is almost as bad. But the Hippos... those were the worst. ~shudders~

Rhian: ~blinks again~ Um... why would you drink from a hippo? Did you get blood drunk in a zoo or something?

Alucard: Of course not. Arthur let me go on an African safari once as a reward for good behavior.

Rhian: Oh... dude, did you eat any lions?

Alucard: I rather liked the taste of lion. A wild flavor, and most satisfying.

Syn: ~stares at him~ Oh no. Hell no. No more calling up animals! I'm not letting my son around any goddamn lions!

Alucard: They're my lions now. You could stick his head inside their mouths and nothing would happen.

Syn: ~jaw drops open in horror~ What the bloody hell is wrong with you!

~Rhian walks side steps away with a whistle~ Okie dokie, so I'm going to leave while she tries to rip his eyeballs out. Remember people, the review button is your friend. And it loves attention from it's friends. :D
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