Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ The Umbra Witch and The True Nosferatu ❯ Chapter 1
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Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.13.2015 | Updated On: 03.13.2015 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 198 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.13.2015 | Updated On: 03.13.2015 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 198 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 1: A Chance
Meeting? Perhaps
Tale of the Cursed
Umbra Witch and The True Nosferatu
A Hellsing X Bayonetta X Devil May Cry Crossover
A Chance Meeting? Perhaps
A Hellsing X Bayonetta X Devil May Cry Crossover
A Chance Meeting? Perhaps
As the last angel in the
flock she was fighting fell, she breathed a sigh which was a cross
between irritation, boredom and relief. She had been fighting all
night and she was tired not just physically but mentally as well.
It was a tiredness that seeped deep down to her very core and
chilled her bones. The only good thing that had come out of this
continuing fight was her sister and having been able to return to
England her homeland. She had been doing this for so long now that
she wondered when would it end? When would she be free of the
restrictions and obligations that entrapped her, not of her own
doing but of that of her parents.
She was cursed and she could not do a damn thing about it. It was this fact that weighed her down the most. All she wanted was a somewhat quiet life, not a completely quiet one, because she needed a little action to keep her on her toes and to keep her guessing every now and then. She wanted to settle down with someone maybe have a few children. The only problem was...her curse and the fact that it was hard to find a man to match her criteria and standards. She had thought she had found someone like that but it turned out that she was wrong. They still remained friends of course as well as colleagues when it was needed, however a relationship between them just did not work out, a fact both mutually agreed on.
She shook these thoughts from her head, holstered her guns and turned, planning on getting home, see how her sister was faring and to make sure her sisters boyfriend was still taking good care of her. Once that was done she would then have a warm bath and fall into bed. She smiled at the thought of this plan and fully intended to carry it out. However she only got a couple of feet when she started to hear a gruesome moaning sound, that spoke of death and decay. She spun round whilst drawing her pistols and came face to face with a horrible and quite frankly disgusting creature reminiscent of a zombie she supposed, which for her was, well, hell. She didn't have much time to dwell on this though as the creature lunged for an attack. She flipped out of the way and let rip a couple of rounds of lead into the torso of the thing. It paused in it's movement slightly then fell to the ground, just to pick itself back up again. 'What the hell!' was her thoughts as she emptied both magazines of both guns into it's body. But realized a little too late that she had ran out of ammo, and hadn't had time to go to her supplier for more.
As the thing lunged toward her once more she braced herself for what was going to be one bitchy wound. Then she heard a gunshot be fired, she opened her eyes wondering where it had come from as it wasn't fired by her. And before her she watched the creature stop dead in it's tracks, gurgle sickeningly and then disintegrate into dust.
However as it disintegrated a man was revealed. She assumed he'd fired the shot as he was holding a rather large calibre gun that was silver in colour, which she could see was well made. She always had appreciated beautiful workman ship, but then again the man, from what she could see anyway, was also beautifully made.
She smiled at that thought until his voice came to her over the open area, and washed over her body like silk, dear god it was one sexy voice to her ears. Then she caught that he was speaking to her.
"Woman where your guns are beautiful as well as powerful, you're bullets are little more that a nuisance to the ghouls. They do nothing to them and are useless."
"Well my so called useless bullets serve me well any other time I use them, what is so different about those awful things pray tell?"
"You don't know? Yet you seem to be a huntress. But perhaps not one that hunts the things I do...or so it would seem."
"You did not answer my question. And I would say for you to take heed and NOT use such a condescending tone with me! Nothing gets under my skin and makes me want to kill more than condescending ass-holes! Even though a condescending ass-hole did just save my life, but still I cant stand them. Well them and cockroaches also tentacles, dear god I can not stand those things! Ugh I'm getting shivers just thinking about them."
The man looked at the woman curiously she was such an odd being, who just insulted him, however he was finding it a little difficult to focus on that, as the way she was dressed distracted him beyond comprehension. She carried powerful and beautifully made guns, two that holstered between her shoulder blades and two attached to the heels of her boots. She was also rather ravishing to look upon. He was...drawn to her unlike anything else, even that which sustained him...could it be possible she was the one he'd been looking for all these years?
"Woman what is your name? I wish to know?"
"Well my true name is Cereza, however I am now known as Bayonetta and yours?"
"I am known as Alucard. It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance Bayonetta."
She shivered at his response the way he said her name just turned her on. In fact now that he had moved much closer to her, and she was able to look upon him properly he just turned her on full stop. He struck quite a figure with his porcelain skin and his black suit and white shirt with a red leather trench coat and wide brimmed fedora to match. Yeah he was one hell of a male specimen. Then he smiled and she nearly died when she seen...FANGS! What in the seven hells was he, now he had just made her even more curious.
Alucard had moved closer to this woman that he now knew to be named Bayonetta, now that he was closer his blood started to boil with arousal, she was such a delectable female. He wanted to lick his lips when he seen her creamy ivory skin encased in a Black leather cat suit and leather boots. This woman wasn't human he knew that, by her scent and aura. He felt a smile forming when he noticed that she was also giving him a thorough looking over, and by her eyes and expression he knew she liked what she saw.
He was ready to speak when he heard his masters voice in his head calling him back to the Hellsing Manor. He cursed under his breath and turned to the woman he had been eyeing so lustfully removing his hat and bowing still retaining eye contact with her then spoke.
"You will have to excuse me, but I have to take my leave, however I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of one another in the very near future...but for now I bade you farewell...Bayonetta."
He spoke deliberately low so that his voice took on a husky sound, and he revelled in her reaction as she closed her eyes and a shiver took over her body at the sound of him speaking. Oh yes this woman could very well be the one he was waiting for, he was sure he'd find out soon enough as he had said, he felt they'd see each other very very soon.
Bayonetta opened her eyes again once she had composed herself to find that Alucard was gone. He had left her curious and hot, which wasn't a great combo for her. She would spend tonight wondering over this new enigma, as well as wanting to do rather illicit things with said enigma. 'Oh Bloody hell' was her thought as she sighed and turned to walk to her car. It was time to get home she thought, see her sister and get that bath then sleep and possibly have illicit dreams. Yep she really liked the sound of that plan.
"Alucard, you did a good job tonight as always, however I have not called you here to debrief you, rather to brief you on something else. Tomorrow evening we have a guest arriving, she is also a hunter like yourself but of a very different kind and breed. It would seem we have new enemies joining forces with our current ones, which will make our job a lot more difficult hence why we have been sent this guest. She is an expert in her field and apparently holds special powers of her own. It would seem angels have joined forces with the freaks, as stupid as this sounds it is true."
A woman sitting behind a large oak desk, informed her servant with a frosty tone. She wore a green business suit, with a white shirt and green tie, the tie also had a silver cross pinned to it. Her hair was platinum blonde, and looked like spun silver when the moon hit it, and made it glow with an other worldly light. She also wore round rimless glasses. She was quite the beauty, however her icy demeanour took that beauty from her somewhat. Her name was Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing, leader of the Hellsing organization that specialised in the eradication of Vampire Freaks and their Ghoul servants.
"Angels Master? You really expect me to believe such a thing?" Alucard said with a bored expression knowing that in would rile up his master, and oh how he enjoyed that.
"You better damn well believe it Alucard! For it is the truth! You dare question me?" Integra growled out to the red clad man before her.
"Why no master, I was just rising your ire a touch." Alucard responded with a maniacal laugh as he phased through the floor, to the basement of the Hellsing manor. He decided he would check upon his little draculina whom he had created, and now looked upon as the daughter he never had the chance to have.
Seras Victoria, was laid upon her bed, relaxing from a night of hard fighting, she had finally had the shower she'd been craving from she came back, and was now lying in her dressing gown listening from her stereo to the dark lyrics of Labyrinth from the band Oomph! She was surprised when she realised she liked them as they weren't the usual style of music she would have listened to. However then again after her change she wasn't the girl she had once been, and she didn't mind one bit, she had now accepted the fact that she was a draculina or a female vampire. And most surprisingly through her sire or master she had found the father, that she had lost.
Her birth father had died along with her birth mother one horrible night when burglars had broken into their home, and slaughtered her parents before her very eyes she had only been five at the time and grew up in an orphanage. So really she was indebted to her master for various things. The main two being saving her life...in a sense and also for giving her another father. And she loved him dearly for that.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of said master phasing through the ceiling of her room. She sat up from the bed to greet him.
"Master Alucard, what are you doing here? I thought you would be asleep by now." The young draculina asked.
"I will be heading for sleep soon. But I came to check on you first kitten. Are you all right this evenings fight was harder than anticipated." Alucard responded to his fledglings enquiry.
"I'm fine master, I was injured slightly but nothing serious and it's healed now." Seras answered smiling at her nickname. She had been labelled Kitten by her old police team, as she had been the only girl on the force. That was before her team where killed and turned into ghouls, then killed again on the night her master had turned her. He seemed to have taken it up after they noticed that their relationship had changed from the simple master and servant to a father and daughter. And he had been calling her it ever since as well as a few Romanian terms of endearment which one would use with their off spring.
"I am glad you are all right fiica mea. I will bid you good night." He then pulled her into an embrace, kissing her forehead then phased through the wall closest to him. Seras smiled at this then through their mind link bid him good night.
"Good night tatal meu." She could literally feel him smiling warmly at both her acknowledgement of Romanian and also referring to him as father rather than master.
"Printesa no longer call me master but father, I like the sound." Was the reply in her mind. She smiled then shut of the stereo, climbing into her coffin bed and lowering the lid. She found she also rather preferred referring to Alucard as her father rather than master. So this she would do.
Alucard sat at his table in his room smiling warmly at his young daughter finally referring to him with what he felt his proper title. He had been waiting for her to call him father for a while now, and was starting to lose hope that she even would. Yes tonight had ended brilliantly, he had met a most ravishing female that he knew he would soon meet again, and his little draculina turned daughter had acknowledged their family bond. He had decided long ago that when they had the chance he would take her to Romania and solidify said family bond, she would of course inherit his estates as well as his money and all his other assets, should the event of his death occur. Because she would be seen as his first born, even though technically she was not of his seed, but being of his blood was enough. With this in mind he undressed and lay down in bed to rest.
A.N : Just a quick end note my darlings, The translations of the Romanian are :
Fiica Mea : My Daughter
Tatal Meu : My Father
Printesa is pretty self explanatory but it means Princess =]
Ja Ne My dears I 3 you
She was cursed and she could not do a damn thing about it. It was this fact that weighed her down the most. All she wanted was a somewhat quiet life, not a completely quiet one, because she needed a little action to keep her on her toes and to keep her guessing every now and then. She wanted to settle down with someone maybe have a few children. The only problem was...her curse and the fact that it was hard to find a man to match her criteria and standards. She had thought she had found someone like that but it turned out that she was wrong. They still remained friends of course as well as colleagues when it was needed, however a relationship between them just did not work out, a fact both mutually agreed on.
She shook these thoughts from her head, holstered her guns and turned, planning on getting home, see how her sister was faring and to make sure her sisters boyfriend was still taking good care of her. Once that was done she would then have a warm bath and fall into bed. She smiled at the thought of this plan and fully intended to carry it out. However she only got a couple of feet when she started to hear a gruesome moaning sound, that spoke of death and decay. She spun round whilst drawing her pistols and came face to face with a horrible and quite frankly disgusting creature reminiscent of a zombie she supposed, which for her was, well, hell. She didn't have much time to dwell on this though as the creature lunged for an attack. She flipped out of the way and let rip a couple of rounds of lead into the torso of the thing. It paused in it's movement slightly then fell to the ground, just to pick itself back up again. 'What the hell!' was her thoughts as she emptied both magazines of both guns into it's body. But realized a little too late that she had ran out of ammo, and hadn't had time to go to her supplier for more.
As the thing lunged toward her once more she braced herself for what was going to be one bitchy wound. Then she heard a gunshot be fired, she opened her eyes wondering where it had come from as it wasn't fired by her. And before her she watched the creature stop dead in it's tracks, gurgle sickeningly and then disintegrate into dust.
However as it disintegrated a man was revealed. She assumed he'd fired the shot as he was holding a rather large calibre gun that was silver in colour, which she could see was well made. She always had appreciated beautiful workman ship, but then again the man, from what she could see anyway, was also beautifully made.
She smiled at that thought until his voice came to her over the open area, and washed over her body like silk, dear god it was one sexy voice to her ears. Then she caught that he was speaking to her.
"Woman where your guns are beautiful as well as powerful, you're bullets are little more that a nuisance to the ghouls. They do nothing to them and are useless."
"Well my so called useless bullets serve me well any other time I use them, what is so different about those awful things pray tell?"
"You don't know? Yet you seem to be a huntress. But perhaps not one that hunts the things I do...or so it would seem."
"You did not answer my question. And I would say for you to take heed and NOT use such a condescending tone with me! Nothing gets under my skin and makes me want to kill more than condescending ass-holes! Even though a condescending ass-hole did just save my life, but still I cant stand them. Well them and cockroaches also tentacles, dear god I can not stand those things! Ugh I'm getting shivers just thinking about them."
The man looked at the woman curiously she was such an odd being, who just insulted him, however he was finding it a little difficult to focus on that, as the way she was dressed distracted him beyond comprehension. She carried powerful and beautifully made guns, two that holstered between her shoulder blades and two attached to the heels of her boots. She was also rather ravishing to look upon. He was...drawn to her unlike anything else, even that which sustained him...could it be possible she was the one he'd been looking for all these years?
"Woman what is your name? I wish to know?"
"Well my true name is Cereza, however I am now known as Bayonetta and yours?"
"I am known as Alucard. It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance Bayonetta."
She shivered at his response the way he said her name just turned her on. In fact now that he had moved much closer to her, and she was able to look upon him properly he just turned her on full stop. He struck quite a figure with his porcelain skin and his black suit and white shirt with a red leather trench coat and wide brimmed fedora to match. Yeah he was one hell of a male specimen. Then he smiled and she nearly died when she seen...FANGS! What in the seven hells was he, now he had just made her even more curious.
Alucard had moved closer to this woman that he now knew to be named Bayonetta, now that he was closer his blood started to boil with arousal, she was such a delectable female. He wanted to lick his lips when he seen her creamy ivory skin encased in a Black leather cat suit and leather boots. This woman wasn't human he knew that, by her scent and aura. He felt a smile forming when he noticed that she was also giving him a thorough looking over, and by her eyes and expression he knew she liked what she saw.
He was ready to speak when he heard his masters voice in his head calling him back to the Hellsing Manor. He cursed under his breath and turned to the woman he had been eyeing so lustfully removing his hat and bowing still retaining eye contact with her then spoke.
"You will have to excuse me, but I have to take my leave, however I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of one another in the very near future...but for now I bade you farewell...Bayonetta."
He spoke deliberately low so that his voice took on a husky sound, and he revelled in her reaction as she closed her eyes and a shiver took over her body at the sound of him speaking. Oh yes this woman could very well be the one he was waiting for, he was sure he'd find out soon enough as he had said, he felt they'd see each other very very soon.
Bayonetta opened her eyes again once she had composed herself to find that Alucard was gone. He had left her curious and hot, which wasn't a great combo for her. She would spend tonight wondering over this new enigma, as well as wanting to do rather illicit things with said enigma. 'Oh Bloody hell' was her thought as she sighed and turned to walk to her car. It was time to get home she thought, see her sister and get that bath then sleep and possibly have illicit dreams. Yep she really liked the sound of that plan.
"Alucard, you did a good job tonight as always, however I have not called you here to debrief you, rather to brief you on something else. Tomorrow evening we have a guest arriving, she is also a hunter like yourself but of a very different kind and breed. It would seem we have new enemies joining forces with our current ones, which will make our job a lot more difficult hence why we have been sent this guest. She is an expert in her field and apparently holds special powers of her own. It would seem angels have joined forces with the freaks, as stupid as this sounds it is true."
A woman sitting behind a large oak desk, informed her servant with a frosty tone. She wore a green business suit, with a white shirt and green tie, the tie also had a silver cross pinned to it. Her hair was platinum blonde, and looked like spun silver when the moon hit it, and made it glow with an other worldly light. She also wore round rimless glasses. She was quite the beauty, however her icy demeanour took that beauty from her somewhat. Her name was Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing, leader of the Hellsing organization that specialised in the eradication of Vampire Freaks and their Ghoul servants.
"Angels Master? You really expect me to believe such a thing?" Alucard said with a bored expression knowing that in would rile up his master, and oh how he enjoyed that.
"You better damn well believe it Alucard! For it is the truth! You dare question me?" Integra growled out to the red clad man before her.
"Why no master, I was just rising your ire a touch." Alucard responded with a maniacal laugh as he phased through the floor, to the basement of the Hellsing manor. He decided he would check upon his little draculina whom he had created, and now looked upon as the daughter he never had the chance to have.
Seras Victoria, was laid upon her bed, relaxing from a night of hard fighting, she had finally had the shower she'd been craving from she came back, and was now lying in her dressing gown listening from her stereo to the dark lyrics of Labyrinth from the band Oomph! She was surprised when she realised she liked them as they weren't the usual style of music she would have listened to. However then again after her change she wasn't the girl she had once been, and she didn't mind one bit, she had now accepted the fact that she was a draculina or a female vampire. And most surprisingly through her sire or master she had found the father, that she had lost.
Her birth father had died along with her birth mother one horrible night when burglars had broken into their home, and slaughtered her parents before her very eyes she had only been five at the time and grew up in an orphanage. So really she was indebted to her master for various things. The main two being saving her life...in a sense and also for giving her another father. And she loved him dearly for that.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of said master phasing through the ceiling of her room. She sat up from the bed to greet him.
"Master Alucard, what are you doing here? I thought you would be asleep by now." The young draculina asked.
"I will be heading for sleep soon. But I came to check on you first kitten. Are you all right this evenings fight was harder than anticipated." Alucard responded to his fledglings enquiry.
"I'm fine master, I was injured slightly but nothing serious and it's healed now." Seras answered smiling at her nickname. She had been labelled Kitten by her old police team, as she had been the only girl on the force. That was before her team where killed and turned into ghouls, then killed again on the night her master had turned her. He seemed to have taken it up after they noticed that their relationship had changed from the simple master and servant to a father and daughter. And he had been calling her it ever since as well as a few Romanian terms of endearment which one would use with their off spring.
"I am glad you are all right fiica mea. I will bid you good night." He then pulled her into an embrace, kissing her forehead then phased through the wall closest to him. Seras smiled at this then through their mind link bid him good night.
"Good night tatal meu." She could literally feel him smiling warmly at both her acknowledgement of Romanian and also referring to him as father rather than master.
"Printesa no longer call me master but father, I like the sound." Was the reply in her mind. She smiled then shut of the stereo, climbing into her coffin bed and lowering the lid. She found she also rather preferred referring to Alucard as her father rather than master. So this she would do.
Alucard sat at his table in his room smiling warmly at his young daughter finally referring to him with what he felt his proper title. He had been waiting for her to call him father for a while now, and was starting to lose hope that she even would. Yes tonight had ended brilliantly, he had met a most ravishing female that he knew he would soon meet again, and his little draculina turned daughter had acknowledged their family bond. He had decided long ago that when they had the chance he would take her to Romania and solidify said family bond, she would of course inherit his estates as well as his money and all his other assets, should the event of his death occur. Because she would be seen as his first born, even though technically she was not of his seed, but being of his blood was enough. With this in mind he undressed and lay down in bed to rest.
A.N : Just a quick end note my darlings, The translations of the Romanian are :
Fiica Mea : My Daughter
Tatal Meu : My Father
Printesa is pretty self explanatory but it means Princess =]
Ja Ne My dears I 3 you