Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing and its characters.

Note: A collection of drabbles; Alucard's never been imprisoned - let's see how the vampire watches as the Mistress of Hellsing grow up.

A Beautiful Name

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A room painted with purple pale color looks so inviting for people to see what’s inside. There, near the door leading to the balcony, laid a crib with a blonde haired infant inside.

Alucard’s figure looming above the crib as his red bloody orbs watches the girl every move. The baby stopped at what she’s been doing – that is, chewing on her toys – and then look up, icy blue clashed with fiery red. The vampire expected a cry or wail, but he did not expect this.

She gurgles. She gurgles at him as her eyes shine playfully.

Startled, Alucard look once more to the little girl and hand out his finger as she grips it firmly between her little delicate hands. It’s a shock because almost everyone feared him, but oddly, this little girl is an exception.

The vampire look at her closely, “Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing.” The name rolled out of his tongue with such intensity that it makes him shiver. She, the heir of Hellsing, the one that will rule the Hellsing Organization with Iron Fist and protect England, the one that will rule an army and to become his master.

That thought alone could make him smile.

Author's Blah: I got this idea out of nowhere! Just then this plot pops into my head and I unconsciously write it down on my phone - since it's already 11 pm and I'm still stuck in some damned traffic jam. It's amazing, I've been planning to write a drabble and yet I never can.. until now. The story may sound a bit weird, but this fic is inspired by someone, someone who asked "What if Alucard's never been imprisoned?". At that time, my mind goes "BLING!!" and here you go, a fic was born.