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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.

So much changed after the war. Though Millennium's forces were concentrated on London and Hellsing, they had agents spreading chaos everywhere. Strangely enough, England probably had an easier time of things than the rest of the world. They had known what was coming and were somewhat prepared for the attack. Other countries had no clue.

The US Government was practically non-existent after the vampires got hold of them. In their effort to regain a sense of order, the country wound up dividing along lines that had been drawn out by old, long held sensibilities. The confederate South, the Northeastern states, the Midwest, and the Western coastal states banded together to form their own independent nations. The superpowers of Russia and China followed suit. With their governments wiped out in a single night, it was impossible for the people of such large masses of land to be held together under a single banner. The Middle East suffered a bout of chaos far more than was normal for the region. Boundary lines were argued over and redrawn. Less powerful countries were assimilated into those that held more influence. For England herself, recovering from the 'Great Battle of London' as it was now called was a long process. Some of the members of the Round Table conference who were commanders in military had been slain. Their positions had to be filled by their sons or grandsons. Military groups and city planners had to come into the city to determine what buildings could be saved, and which ones had to be demolished and rebuilt. The people who managed to survive or escape needed a way to reconnect with family members they had been separated from. Millions were homeless. Housing had to be provided while new neighborhoods were built for them. But Britain was a strong, proud nation, and her people banded together to do what they could to regain most of what was lost.

Of course, with the whole source of the globe's troubles being vampires, it was impossible to hide their existence any longer. Now, everyone knew that the monsters of myth were real. To prevent members of the populace from banding together to do something stupid like hunting them down on their own, the various secret organizations around the world that dealt with supernatural threats had to be revealed. No one received the details of how they operated, but knowing that there were agencies out there that knew how to keep rouge vampires at bay seemed to help the common people sleep a little better at night.

Hellsing was no longer a black operations unit spoken of in whispers by the few who were in the know. The vampires in their employ, however, remained closely guarded secret.

When they took stock of their losses, a particularly shocking number came up. Each of the various branches of the British military had suffered enormous losses. Hellsing, who had been on the front lines in the midst of the battle, had numerous injuries, but only seventeen casualties. That was it. Seventeen. Two of the Geese died during the attack on the manor along with three medical personnel who hadn't retreated from the first floor fast enough . The rest were killed during combat in London. Their numerous paranoid security measures had served them well. Those who had given their lives received full military burials as benefited soldiers of the realm. They had earned the honor.

Nearly a year went by before Integra and Edmund felt it was appropriate to move forward with their wedding plans. With the lady knight being the way she was, she felt that their engagement wasn't anyone's business but theirs. With all the ruckus going on with Nazis threatening to attack them, there hadn't been time to make a formal announcement anyway. When the Round Table conference found out about it, they threw a fit.

Edmund Stryker was an inappropriate choice for a husband, they said. Integra was a knight and he was a commoner. She was the leader of a military organization, and he just ran a business that built their arms and ammunition. She simply could not marry him. Sir Integra responded in true Hellsing fashion. She bypassed the other knights completely and took the matter directly to the Queen. When Her Majesty heard all the excuses the Round Table had come up with she decided to address them by having Edmund knighted for 'an impressive display of courage in the face of overwhelming odds, and demonstrating leadership ability when Sir Hellsing was not available to lead her organization herself'. When attending the knighting ceremony at the palace, Syn had the strongest urge to stick her tongue out and yell 'nanny nanny boo boo' at the other knights.

Once that whole mess was taken care of and out of the way, the actual wedding plans could be made. Even with all the trouble they gave her about it, the members of the Round Table conference and their families had to be invited. It was a matter of decorum rather than personal preference. The royal family would be in attendance, as well as all the members of the Hellsing organization who wished to go. Pip and the Wild Geese took care of throwing Edmund's bachelor party. When the knight found out about the mercenaries being involved, she gave them very firm instructions that there were to be no strippers, and if Ed showed up at their wedding intoxicated she would have every last one of them shot.

While they were off doing whatever the hell all the men had planned, Seras and Syn threw Integra a private bachelorette party/bridal shower. Of course, since it was all for his master, Alucard just had to show up. He even came in his female form to fit the terms of the gathering.

"What the hell are you doing here, Alucard?" the knight demanded when he appeared.

The vampire flipped his long black hair over one shoulder and gave her a bright smile. "Why master, I came to join the celebration of your last night as a virgin!" he said with exuberance.

Oh Jesus, Syn thought. He was going to get himself shot. Integra turned a bright shade of red and gave him a hard look.

"Alucard, I have to deal with your constant annoyances and badgering all the time. Can you not give me one night of peace to let me enjoy this?"

Alucard simpered down and lowered himself into the seat between the redhead and Seras. "I have no intention of ruining your enjoyment of the evening, master." he told her.

He shifted back to his usual form, albeit keeping the long hair. The had taken to wearing it that way since his return to sanity when Syn admitted she liked it better. He crossed one knee over the other, then reached into his duster to pull out a box. It was wrapped in white paper and had a silver bow elegantly tied around it.

"I've brought you a gift." he said, holding it out to her.

They all stared at it, Integra looking like she wondered if something was going to pop out and bite her. There was no telling with Alucard.

"What is it?" she asked cautiously.

"Open it and see." he replied. "It's something every bride should have. It's to be worn on your wedding night."

Okay, now that was suspicious. The box wasn't very big, so unless it was something extremely tiny, there was no way he could have fit a piece of negligee in there. Perhaps he was giving her a piece of jewelry and had put it in a slightly larger container to make it more difficult to discern? Integra studied the box intently, then reached out and took it. The ribbon was removed and the wrapping torn off. But when she pulled off the lid and folded back the pieces of tissue paper, there was nothing inside that could be seen.

"Alucard, what the devil are you on about?" she asked, looking up from the empty box. "There's nothing in here!"

The vampire gave her a wide smile. Syn turned and gave him an astonished look. No you didn't!

Oh, yes I did, little goddess. He remarked mentally. He chuckled at the knight's confusion. "As I said, master, it's something every bride should be prepared to wear on their wedding night."

Seras' mouth fell open. "Master!"

Integra's face went red again and she drew out her gun. The redhead quickly threw up her hands.

"Whoa! Wait a minute, sir!" she exclaimed, then jumped up and pulled Seras back out of the way. "Okay, now we're good."

The knight nodded, then opened fire on the smirking vampire in front of her.

After Alucard's stunningly rude interruption of their bridal shower, they decided it was probably a good idea to bring it to a close before he found some other way of making an ass of himself. Since the ceremony would be held in the late morning hours, it was prudent for all of them to turn in earlier than usual so they'd be awake and alert for it.

The next morning, the entire house was abuzz with activity. Everyone had to get dressed for the wedding. Since they were the only two women Integra knew well and was close to, she had asked Syn and Seras to be her bridesmaids. One of their duties was to assist in helping the bride get ready, so once they were finished slipping on their flowing, light blue dresses, they joined the knight in her bedroom. The draculina was the one who was into the whole 'girlifying' thing, so she took charge of doing Integra's hair and makeup.

"I abhor wearing dresses." Integra said as Seras was pulling her hair up into a fancy looking coif. "And I'll probably be the first bride in existence wearing one of these bloody things."

She was pointing to her eye patch. Syn paused in pulling her newly curled hair back out of her face – while making sure it still covered her ripped ear - and looked at her.

"No one is going to care about the eye patch." she told her. "You look beautiful, sir."

The knight sighed and glanced at her in the mirror. "We'll be family in a few hours." she reminded her. "You're free to drop the 'sir' now."

The redhead blinked. Drop the 'sir'? Integra had been her boss for so long, she wasn't sure she could do that. But it was touching that she offered to let her do it. Seras finished pinning her hair into place and stepped back for her to rise up from her chair. Integra adjusted the skirts of her dress around her, then looked up.

"Well?" she questioned.

The two women took in the sight of her. Integra was absolutely gorgeous. She didn't often wear things other than her business suits, and wasn't the sort to fuss over makeup or doing her hair aside from making it look professional. But in her dress and fixed hair, she was actually a strikingly good looking woman.

"Ed's going to faint." Syn announced.

Integra blinked at her, then smiled at the thought. "Not in front of the entire church, I hope."

A soft rap on the door caught their attention. It opened to reveal Rebecca in a green silk dress, leaning down to hold Mihnea's as he toddled in. He was wearing his own little version of a black suit, and it was adorable.

"Well don't you look nice!" the redhead proclaimed, crouching down. "Come on."

His nursemaid gently released his arms, and the small boy walked the last few short steps to her on his own. Once he'd figured out the mechanics of walking, he'd quickly shown that he was as fast and sneaky as a cat. Syn picked him up and pulled the neck of his shirt down so he couldn't chew on it. Balancing him on her hip, she turned back around.

"Doesn't your Aunt Integra look pretty?" she asked him, then pointed. "What's that?"

Mihnea peered at her dress for a moment then clapped his hands together. "Dre!"

"What color is it?"

He stopped and looked again. "Wha!"

She pointed at Seras. "What about that one?"

"Buh!"

She grinned in pride. Sixteen months old, and he already had his colors down. Her son had definitely gotten his brain from her. At this rate, he'd be reciting poetry by the time he was three.

With all of them ready, they headed down the main staircase to the first floor. Most of the other staff who were going had already left for the church. Alucard remained behind to ride in the car with them, ever the protective one. He was dressed out in his solid black suit, waiting at the bottom of the steps. As Integra stepped down onto the floor, he reached out to take her hand. He had stopped wearing his gloves a while back. Apparently, a full release of the seals made his scars faint enough that they were difficult to make out unless you seriously studied them for a while. The vampire didn't have to keep his hands hidden anymore.

"White favors you, master." he told her. "You look stunning."

It was a genuine complement rather than a tease. Integra took it as such. She inclined her head in acknowledgment. Seras cleared her throat.

"The car's waiting, sir."

The drive to Westminster Abbey was a long one from the manor. Rebecca rode with them, since she would have to take Mihnea for Syn to join the bridal party in walking down the aisle. As the turrets of the church came into view, the knight took a deep breath.

"I'm actually doing this, aren't I?"

Even Integral Hellsing wasn't above getting a few nervous jitters. Seras pointed out that after fighting off an army of Nazi vampires, getting married would be nothing to worry about. Integra really didn't need the reassurance of that, but it was helpful. She closed her eye and took a breath.

"Vampire."

Alucard perked up. "Yes, master?"

She opened her good eye again. "Westminster Abbey is a place of tradition. I require a male attendant to give me away."

The master vampire quirked a brow. "Are you ordering me to walk you down the aisle, master?"

"I'm asking, Alucard." she told him. "With Walter gone..." she paused and gave her head a slight shake. "I've known you the longest, and you're the only one left who's been with me since I was a child. It's not an order. It's a request."

Alucard studied her silently for a moment, then inclined his head with the smallest of smiles. "It would be an honor, Integra."

So the descendant of the great Abraham VanHelsing, and the leader of an organization that hunted monsters would be walked down the aisle and given away by a vampire. When the car pulled to a stop outside the doors of the church, one thing was certain. Westminster Abbey was about to see the most unconventional 'traditional' wedding that had ever been held within it's walls.
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