tampered | Log: Complete

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Log: Complete

When: March 4, evening
Rating: Everyone
Characters: The Captain [

wolfsmercy], Major [

warconductor], Alucard [

thekingofpain], Girlycard [

tinyvampiregod], Integral [

steeldame], Vladislaus Dracula [

rekindled_heart], Schrödinger [

cutecatenvoy], Red [

smiledlikeknife], Seras [

draculinaseras] and Vlad Dracula [

sinfulpride]
Summary: Dracula is not amused by the abrupt rerouting of his journey to England.
Log:

When the Demeter came to rest at Whitby, there was not a living soul above or below deck. Dracula had seen to that detail with ruthless efficiency. No one would know how he had come into England. No one would know that the men who had brought him had seen a monster. Perhaps, in another era, the living would have believed the fantastic tale woven in the ship's log, but the world was changing, and England's officials were inclined to approach mysteries in a pragmatic and scientific fashion. They were fools ... but their foolishness suited his endeavors.

Still, there was one more difficulty to overcome before he entered England. All members of the ship's crew had been accounted for in the log. No passengers had been listed. A survivor in the form of a man would be remarked upon and detained, but Dracula had no intention of coming ashore on two legs. Unhindered by the violence of the ship's final drive to shore, he moved above deck. He had taken the form of a large, black wolf. In the chaos of the storm, he would easily be mistaken for a dumb brute if he was seen.

The Demeter shuddered as she ran aground. Dracula leapt from the bow. His claws found purchase in the slick sand, but he skidded to a halt not two strides onto the beach and spun around.

There was no wrecked ship in his wake. The sea was calm, free of fog and gale and frothing waves. Dracula ground his teeth together in consternation as he slowly swung about. Everything was different. There was no village, no cliff, no churchyard. It was as though, in the instant he had left the deck of the Demeter, the world he had meant to enter had been swept away and replaced by another.

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Integral offered Alucard a smile, even if she tensed to the private murmur. She was affectionate when need be but intimate in contact or whispering as some common lover, she was not. Too stern and chaste, too much the Iron Virgin of the Knights.

"That is the duty of every General and leader. I would do the same for any of my subordinates. Undead or alive," Integral remarked. Alucard was precious, but she would do the same for Seras if she was in danger. "The City must be exceptionally dull that you decided to follow us."

"Or he exceptionally curious," The vampire replied. Or alone. A Dracula usually had others around him. By force or persuasian.

"Quite dull." Oh, how he lied through his teeth. But there was no need to spell out his engagements for the night...beauty to uncover...

"Correct, Alucard. I do feel as though I should see what is to become of him..." He looked again at the still Dracula she dragged. "And what he has seen of his life..."

Surely they would recognise the unsubtle sarcasm of her dull statement.

"If you must," Integral started with a confident, business-like voice she's so used to acquire. "I could detail the process to you." The knight made a pause, then continued. "We will have him reach safely Alucard's lost domain to recover himself." She shot a glance at Alucard, knowing he would protest. "He has no means to reach his caskets here. Until we know for certain he has no connection with Alucard, he will be under observation."

The muscles in his jaw tightened imperceptibly. He despised the idea of that filthy creature resting in his last domain. "And if he is in my coffin, Integral, then where shall I sleep?"

"A plain pine box...?" He smirked Alucard's way. "I'm certain your Sir Integral has a place for you, Alucard..."

"He's terribly sentimental with that box. If you touch it, he'll behead you for certain," Integral commented, pausing a second to glare at the shorter Dracula for the remark. She was going to send Alucard into another chamber, but his wording made it more difficult.

"You, Alucard," the knight started, renewing her walk, feeling her shoulder stiffen already from carrying the cold weight of Dracula. "Will remain in my room, provided you understand the meaning of sleep with proper nightclothes and acquire a sense of space. That is," she made her voice more acid, "Pick a bloody side and don't roll by accident into mine."

She smirked next. "However, since our hours of sleep differ, I doubt we will be sharing the bed together." He slept through the day while she during his favorite hours of night. "Is the arrangement clear enough or should I repeat myself?"

"Perfectly clear, my Master," Alucard replied, a hint of smirk at his lips. Just for this, he would adjust his sleeping hours to match Integral's. And, of course, he would accidentaly roll onto her side. Even if to touch her shoulder with his own.

He thought of his own casket, cased in ice...the only real attatchment with it was that it had been a collective gift...from his brides...

Vladislaus smirked at the banter between them. If he knew himself...or any type of himself...there was a good chance the man would do something exactly like that..purely because she brought it up.

"Very well, Sir Integral, since you intend to keep him...may I intrude upon you for a time to watch his recovery?"

Integral held Alucard's gaze for a second, then looked away, into the clearing of the forest and the City beyond. "Very well, Alucard."

Tilting her head, Integral nodded. "As long you remember to avoid psychical contact and announcing your presence before appearing. We don't live alone. Seras Victoria, Alucard's fledgling and my subordinate shares our home. She's easy to shock. And, there is D..." Her expression softened slightly. "But he has been roaming outside for days. He would attack you if he sees you entering by ungentlemanly means."

"Or if he thinks you a threat to Sir Hellsing," Alucard added, wondering, himself, where the boy had gone off to. He had not been on the network as of late, but he was not feeling any strong emotions.

"I will do so with the upmost care, Sir Integral, and my thanks, of course..." Vlad glanced at Alucard, the word 'fledgling' ringing in his mind.

Surely not a bride...perhaps a child-like substitute..but who was this 'D'?

"Who is he?"

He would find out sooner or later, their relationship was not a secret any longer.

"Hmm. He's our son," Integral replied and quickly added after that, "From the distant future. I didn't believe that was possible but he proved me wrong. He's probably the first of the dhampirs."

"And Seras is as his sister, quite powerful, but as Sir Hellsing stated, easily startled," Alucard replied. "She should not be bothered." A hint that Vladislaus was not to treat her as a bride or attempt seduction.

"Are you so interested in your counterparts?"

He very nearly stopped dead.

...A son...a son. He--well, not he, but a version of himself, so in all technicality, HE--had a son.

Vladislaus listened mechanically to Alucard, the idea that something of his blood had lived was far too overwhelming...

"...a son.."

Integral earned a few looks from the passerby by carrying a large man with her.

"Yes, a son," Integral reaffirmed. "I didn't believe it first. In my years, I have never heard of such case possible. But if we are involved, I suppose there is nothing we couldn't do."

"Sir!" Seras had been idle and felt the pull of her Master's call. She walked in, completely ignorant of their conversation.

She blinked at the long haired man who was in the company of Sir Integra and Her master. "You called?"

Integral was surprised but glad to see the young Draculina approaching them.

Her back was particulary grateful.

"Seras Victoria," Integral greeted. "Help me with this vampire. We must take him to our flat."

"...perhaps it only need be done with a mortal..." Vladislaus murmered to himself. A son. A child. A life.

His thoughts were interrupted by the call of a woman's voice. He lifted his eyes to see...a ravishing young creature. Then heard her name,

Blast.

It would figure the girl would be Alucard's fledgling...No matter. He nodded to her lightly.

"Why must you all be obsessed with children?" Integral asked, overhearing the comment. Alucard's fixation with grandchildren grated D to no end. "In my family experience as hunters; there were never records of a child born of a vampire. If I attributed that miracle to something is our family work on Alucard, perfecting him. Or the genetic quality of my bloodline. Both, maybe, we have grown symbiotic through generations."

She did not wish to have yet another force who would take women to impregnate them because of her fault. There was that Sandalphon angel already.

"...I see." Somewhat disheartened, but not lost. Not yet. This did not have to apply to his own story...

"As for your question...the joy of parenting?" He smirked, tilting his head her way.

"Hm. What about adopting a child if you enjoy parenting that much?" Integral pointed out in disbelief. She was feeling cross after all those times Alucard insisted to have "sister" for D in the future when they actually have him.

Seras looked in confusion from Integra to the other.

She politely nodded back to the gentleman, unsure of what to make of his strange gaze.

"What's all this about children?" she asked.

"Why were you talking a stroll with Jan Valentine?" He asked, arching a brow at her, lips pulling away from his fangs in a sneer.

A low chuckle leaked through Vlad's lips, smirking Integral's way. "There's something to be said...about your own blood."

He glanced at Seras, smiling kindly. "Seems you've caught a bad end of a conversation, lady Victoria..." Then he looked to Alucard.

Domestic drama? How absurd.

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