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When; Horror day.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; D (

favored_son), Integral Hellsing (

steeldame), Dracula (

sinfulpride), Dracula (

rekindled_heart) and... ~~Alucard~~ Dracula (

thekingofpain). Seras, Yumie and Pip are welcome to join!
Summary; Three vampires, one dhampire and a van Helsing with guest monsters. It should end in a bloodbath.
Log;
Zombies, werewolves, vampires and psychopaths prowling about.

For Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, today was pure routine - if wasn't for the unusual change of wardrobe or the dried blood that unkempt her long, blonde hair. Sitting on her bed, she resigned to the scandalous thin white gown that was supposed to be a perfectly cut black suit a day ago. Her sword, rather now a large crucifix, was wielded by her right hand.

It was sharp on the edges and made of silver. She would swing it as a large knife if need be.

Alucard must have delivered D his armour and blade already, Integral thought, unable to wait any longer to open the door when she caught a strong aroma that wasn't the blood scent of her skin. Stopping herself, she looked up and noticed the rings of garlic hanging on the threshold.

That was probably the reason why her room was monster-free.

Pushing her glasses up her nose, the knight lowered the knob and walked out barefoot. All her shoewear had also gone missing from the closet. The lights flickered on for a second then faded. That was long enough. She had seen the trail of corpses and ashes from the destroyed ghouls.

"D."

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"Your dear son is otherwise engaged," Dracula informed her as he stepped from the shadows. He was elegantly attired in early twentieth century fashion. A vast cloak shrouded his body, its dark lining causing his white-gloved hands to appear skeletal in the dim light. The vampire smiled, revealing the bloodied tips of his fangs. "Might I escort you until he is no longer so ... indisposed?"

Integral looked at her right. The voice didn't startle her, he sounded very like Alucard, but the ring was less... psychopath and more cultured. "You have been feeding," she pointed out flatly, after a quick glare from the real intent behind his appearance. "If you must." The knight continued to walk forward, uncaring if she stepped on ashes and corpses.

"How could we resist with such game about...?" Vladislaus stepped out to her left, a dark cape hung over his own shoulders, hands bare, now in something similar he wore to the masquerade ball. He smirked, his own fangs and teeth reddened. He nodded to the other Dracula. "Safety in numbers.."

Integral looked over her left shoulder and lifted an eyebrow. Were they trying to frighten her? She smirked, holding her laugh. Even if they were potentially dangerous, Integral would never be afraid of Dracula.

"Very well," she agreed, gesturing them to join. "But stay behind. I will protect you from harm."

Surely, she was uncomfortable with her manner of dress but she was still a knight and a hunter. In her opinion, a bigger predator.

Before they had gone far, D stepped into the hall. He was tired, but his posture showed no sign of it. Beneath his close-fitting armor, his shoulders and back were straight. His sword rested easily in his right hand. Hat, cloak and gloves had been left behind in his room, leaving the trim lines of his body unobscured. The only sign at all that he'd been tortured just days before was the faintly drawn cast of his features.

"Good evening, Mother," he greeted Integral. Blue eyes slipped away from her gaze to regard the pair of vampires. D's lips thinned into a line of grim displeasure. "Your guests?"

Vladislaus shared a short glance with his other, and trailed silently after Integral. Up ahead, a large hatted figure blocked their path.

Shaded and black, Vladislaus eyed his features, his clothes, posture, visage, all of the above. He was a considerably handsome man. There was just -something-...

Ah. Mother. This is the illustrious D he had heard so much about. Vladislaus thought to introduce himself...what a lovely child she and the pet had.

So this was what the son was like when he was not languishing in his bed. Dracula had to admit that there was a certain dangerous quality to him, although he doubted the measure of the dhampir's strength so soon after healing had finally been allowed to begin.

Integral stepped forward and shot him a glance. He looked fine, but she was good pretending to not have weakness as well.

"Yes, they are your father's counterparts," Integral commented then turned to introduce D. "This is Dante Hellsing. Also know as D." She had been merciful to spare him the full name introduction.

Her son nodded to the vampires, the barest tip of his head before he turned and casually cut a ghoul in two pieces, sword shearing easily through its collarbone and ribcage to destroy the heart. A flick of his wrist cast the worst of the gore from his blade.

"I trust they have had nothing but your safety in mind."

Eyes sprouted on the walls, red irises, the color of fresh blood, ringing black pupils. They blinked for a moment, then disappeared as tendrils of shadows shot out from the wall, coalescing to Alucard's form.

He wore no hat, only the coat. One could see then where D got his dramatic sense of dress from. "Master, son," he inclined his head at them, ignoring the other vampires.

Eyelids dropped slightly as he stepped closer to Integral, virginal white with smears of blood, she made him so hungry...

Dracula recognized the bloodlust in his counterpart's eyes, and shared it to some degree. Integral Hellsing was certain unique ... but the adoration that Alucard held for her still mystified him. Why love her? Why sire a child with her? What was the purpose? What did he gain by it?

Yumie would have knocked, but upon the raising of her fist, the door to one of Hellsing's flats had swung slowly, creekily, eerily open of its own accord.

Her original plan had been to meet up with Enrico, but he had yet to reply with his whereabouts and with the City-generated monsters of her apartment already slain, she found herself with some time to kill, and after speaking with D over the network, ghouls as well; why not. Yumie had not been personally altered by the curse, for as a nun with a penchant for homicide, her everyday self was already well-suited to a rather bad horror movie.

"Hello?" she asked from the entryway, where she peered warily into the dim apartment. A responding groan caused her hand to tighten around her sword's hilt. "D? Sir Hellsing?"

Pip had been patrolling the hallways, smashing monsters upside the head and trying to get used to being alive again (what a weird way to say it) when the door had creeped the living daylights out of him. Until he saw that it was just a nun. What the hell was a nun doing here? Shouldering his rifle, he answered her, sounding somewhat bemused.

"They're talking." Jerking his head in the direction where Sir Hellsing supposedly was, he stepped forward, grinning wanly. "Sorry, but you got the wrong place. What business you got?"

Vladislaus eyed Alucard, hardly caring for his enterance, or his presence for that matter. Both he and the other Count were quite..involved with Sir Integral. His own intrests were still piqued by the son, and the creature he desroyed. Very nice form.

Integral reached for Alucard's coat, tugging it. "Give me your coat," she demanded sharply. "I doubt the chill of the night affects you." She would be more comfortable with the long, red coat over her body, it would offer a better defense in case of monsters attack.

"I don't know if my safety, but theirs, I'm sure of it, D."

The vampire shrugged out of his coat, allowing it to drop and catching it with one hand. Turning, he moved to his master and splayed the coat over her shoulders, tucking it against her. The red material formed a bit better to her size so it did not drag so much.

One fang showed in a smirky smile. The coat, after all, was a projection of his own power and self. He was wrapping her within himself. And it would serve as a basis for protection from phsycial attacks. At least a bit.

Tilting his head, he frowned slightly, "Police girl's captain and the Catholic nun are here as well." Then smirked at D, "They have her safety in mind now, don't they, my boy?"

A brow arched somewhere under Yumie's bangs. Perhaps the mercenary did not remember her visit on Easter, or her participation during the attack the night before. They had barely spoken together either time.

"Heard from D you had an infestation over here. Ghouls in the wal--" she started to reply only to be cut off when a ghoul did indeed break out of a wall beside her with a moan and shattering of plaster. The katana left the saya in a fast arc resulting in splatters of old blood and dried brain tissue as the ghoul's head was bisected.

"--anyways, I offered to help; he accepted."

Integral stood still as Alucard tucked her with the coat, she smiled softly at the protective gesture, it wasn't unnecessary and she appreciate his concern.

She slid her arms on the sleeves to finish the process.

"Sister Takagi?" the knight asked, wondering what would Yumie need. "She musn't be mistreated, Alucard. Remember she helped us in the past, even if the Vatican and I are enemies in our world."

When she was about to address her guests, Integral noticed Vladislaus interest on her son. "Why don't you introduce yourself to him?"

D sheathed his sword once his father arrived, expressionless in spite of the pain the motion caused when it pulled at the muscles of his back. He was curious about these other Draculas, and wary of them. Arms crossed over his chest, he waited for them to make the next move.

Snapped from his musings, Vladislaus regarded Integral with half-lidded eyes. He did not need prompting like a shy child admiring an unfamiliar adult. Still, the smallest hint of a wry smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course," He turned his attention back to D, nodding his head to him. "I'm certain he knows who we are already...

Count Vladislaus Dracula."

Beside him, his counterpart added in an almost bored tone, "And I am Count Vlad Dracula." The so-called dhampir was a fool to put his weapon away in his current company, but Dracula would not remark on it. Perhaps the hunter would present a better showing when he was more fully recovered.

Integral glanced at Dracula when heard his introduction. Unlike the other one, he wasn't very interested in D. Her attention was, however, turned to her son.

"Did you invite Sister Takagi, son? If you did, greet her." She looked at Alucard next. "Do you still keep your sword?"

Vladislaus glanced the other Count's way briefly. He had come to understand his less-than-enthusiastic opinion about offsprings. To each his own.

As Integral regarded her son, another ghoul had made itself present nearby. With a clean swipe of his arm and flattened hand, Vladislaus sliced into it's chest and crushed the heart. Silently, he regarded his gory hand, flicking the mess from it.

Tch. The dead were less than entertaining to kill.

If Vladislaus's interest disturbed D, the dhampir gave no sign of it. He was satisfied that the Draculas would cause no real trouble for now, so he inclined his head towards Integral in acquiescence to her suggestion.

"Excuse me for a moment." The dhampir turned and made his silent way towards where he could hear Yumie and Pip talking.

"And I see you've already made good on your offer," D noted as he approached the pair. His long hair was tucked back behind his ears to keep it out of his eyes in the absence of his customary broad-brimmed hat. "Thank you for coming, Sister."

Then, he turned his attention to Pip and nodded. "Captain." Although they had not been properly introduced, D was familiar with the role the man had played in Hellsing.

"Such useless creatures," Dracula observed as his counterpart eliminated a wayward ghoul. "A waste of power that would be better spent on other pursuits." He brushed a few pieces of bloodied, decaying flesh from his cloak, leavings of the ghoul's abrupt extermination.

Yumie's hair was in her eyes, the typical state of the dark mop. The veil had been left at home, too much an obstruction to her peripheral vision while fighting, though such logic cast a question to her hairstyle.

"You're welcome." The corners of her mouth quirked upwards. "I try to do so with anything I offer. Aside from this," she sharply jerked her wrist to similtaneously gesture to the fallen ghoul with her sword and keep too much dark blood from drying on the blade, "how's the situation? Any improvement from when we spoke?"

"That depends on your perspective." D calmly drove his foot down on the skull of a ghoul that had crawled within reach--or, more properly, half a ghoul. The legs were apparently elsewhere. He crushed the thing's head with ease.

"There are still ghouls in the walls, as you've seen, and my mother is currently weaponless and in the company of three vampires who all happen to be Dracula."

An expression of distaste appeared on Yumie's face. The cause was not the skullcrushing, but the knowledge of being in the same place with so many versions of a certain vampire. "Three of them are here?"

She could not comprehend what whim had possessed the City to collect multiples of Alucard. "Which three? I assume the version we know would eat the other two should they try anything untoward, potential paradox or not."

D's cool expression gave way to a frown. "The two newcomers and my father ... the elder one." Truthfully, he still had some difficulty equating the younger Alucard with the vampire he had known all his life. "I expect he's strong enough to deal with them if they become unruly." D knew that he himself would not be ... at least not for a few days.

"My sword is ready as ever to be drawn at your command, my Master," With a half smile that expressed the innuendo. Eyes narrowed slightly and the black suit shifted, almost melting- but not quite.

When the image of the vampire solidified again, he was Vlad Dracula at restriction zero once more. Armor, long hair, cape and, of course, a rather long and thick sword held between two gauntleted hands.

D was moving stiffly and that worried the vampire, he would keep a close watch on the boy. Mentally now, since D was moving off.

"I will behave ever so well towards the vatican whore."

Integral watched the transformation. She had always been partial to his more humane looking appearance, even if it was more imposing. Knight in shiny armour. Her knight.

"Sister Takagi," Integral insisted, holding her hand. "I asked the sword for me, not you, Alucard. You have two small cannons already."

"You wish to weild my sword?" He asked, eyes growing wide, mouth turning up in a smirk of delight. Gripping the blade, he turned it, hilt first, and offered the weapon to Integral.

"I have a spare. ." After all, he preferred something more...bloody this day.

Dracula, quite frankly, was unimpressed. He appreciated that Alucard had power, that Alucard was likely stronger than him. What he still did not understand was why, though Integral was intriguing, the vampire bowed to her. Did he find amusement in it? No ... It was more than that. They would have a child, and it was clear that Alucard loved the child already ... that he loved the woman.

For the time-being, Dracula would watch. He had a great deal to learn about this place he found himself in before he could act.

He had to taunt with company, didn't he? She found difficult (but not impossible) to repress the threatening flush from her cheeks. She would not show embarrassment in public.

Reaching out, she easily held the heavy sword with her two hands. She wanted to kill some monsters to relieve the stress from the bath and the clothes.

"Let's look for D."

"..yes, my Master," He replied, eyelids dropping, enjoying the rush of blood that his tease caused to flow through Integral's body.

Vladislaus was about as unimpressed as his counterpart. Integral, albeit interesting, was not all extraordinary to him. He was impressed by her power as a mortal woman, and by the words of the other Count, she had an incredible taste. Perhaps it was merely the bias towards the name that put him off...

He was far more interested in D.

Integral ignored the vampires and set her path to the direction D had stormed off. During which, two zombies suddenly appeared from the wall to her side. They were faster than ghouls, but her speed was above them.

Flexing her legs backwards, Integral swung the sword to sever the head of both as they leaped towards her. She renew her walk immediately, covering her legs by the ash of the destroyed creatures.

Yumie was still frowning as well, though it was a very faint shadow to the look she would have had if she had been able to hear what D's father had just called her elsewhere in Hellsing's living quarters.

While she did not know how powerful either of the recently arrived Draculas were, she doubted either of them could equal the feats preformed by Alucard in London. He was too powerful a creature, in Yumie's opinion; no being should hold that much unless by way of the divine, and he had struck one down.

She tried to put her father's death out of her mind. His most recent appearance and departure had agitated the wound.

"I expect so," Yumie tersely agreed.

It was for want of anything better to do that Dracula followed. His appetite was sated, and now came the neverending task of mitigating the boredom that came with eternal life. An appreciative smirk graced his features as Integral dispatched the zombies, but he would make no move that could be construed as a challenge to Alucard's claim on her.

The vampire watched with a lust inged gaze as Integral tore through the zombies. Something was coming through the wall to his left and, abently, he reached out, grasping a jaw and snapping the neck so roughly the head came off.

Tossing the head aside, he followed his master.

Inclining his head, Vladislaus watched both Master and servant subdue a few unfortunate creatures beside them. It was true, she had lovely skill.

As they passed anothe room, a blinking screen caught his attention. The ever-present meager network. Of pair of certain someones passed through his mind...he needed to check on something...

Pip had been listening to the exchange with something similar to an expression of extreme boredom on his face. However, inside, he was rather confused. He's heard of this entire "multiple copies of Alucard" syndrome, briefly, but the details of the situation baffled him. Not to mention the fact that, well, monsters kept creeping out of the walls. Not quite normal, in any way, shape or form.

Flicking a few stray pieces of ghoul flesh off of his coat, he leaned on his rifle. "..y'know, I still don't like this entire mess. Either way, are we going to stand around here, or actually go do something?"

"It's a curse. I doubt the creatures will stop coming until it passes. We're probably stuck with doing what we've been doing." D paused as a sound caught his attention. Bodies falling ... footsteps. His lips quirked in what might have been a smile. "Mother's on her way. You can ask her for orders."

Left Hand snorted and added, "D's mostly an independent contractor these days. He's practically forgotten how to work with people."

Now, in spite of the fact that they were in middle of a horror-themed curse, in an apartment full of monsters, it was the voice coming from the dhampir's hand that startled Yumie. Until she realized just what and who had spoken. For reasons that escaped her entirely, Yumie's network communications with the creature had always been amiable.

"Hey, Left Hand~!" she cheerily greeted the parasite with a small wave before turning to decapitate something decomposing and grunting behind her.

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