Alucard turned his head towards the window. He heard something. What irritated him, however, was what he had smelled. "What do you have, master?" Asked Seras, who was standing next to him. Alucard considered telling her who was visiting. He decided to go into Integra's office with a gloomy expression and inform her. The alarm went off on the way there. When he got into his boss's office, she was walking back and forth like a tiger in a cage. “Alucard, what's going on here?” “We have a visitor, boss. A lycan.” Alucard spoke with an unchanged gloomy expression. Integra frowned. “What does a werewolf do in the Hellsing Organization field? Is it a newbie?” Alucard's mouth twitched. “No, on the contrary.” Seras had meanwhile arrived. "Master, someone or something has broken into the building. The guards couldn't stop it." Integra looked at Alucard. However, he drew his eyebrows together and growled softly.Then he rushed out and in no time reached the dungeon of the huge castle. The lycan's smell grew stronger down here, but he didn't draw his gun like he usually did. Instead he walked through the dark, musty corridors and his orange-red eyes flashed into the dark corners. Suddenly he stopped and put on his typical diabolical grin. "Nacyl, what are you doing here? Have you forgotten our conversation?" A heavy, deep voice answered: "We haven't seen each other for over 200 years and then something like that." A dark growl came from one of the corners. Integra came just around the corner with Seras by her side. "Master, what's going on? What kind of being is that and why ..." Integra interrupted her. “Why isn't it dead yet?” Alucard just stood still. He struggled with his conscience. “What is supposed to be dead, Cephalgy?” Seras was confused. “Who is Cephalgy?” A hoarse laugh came from the corner. Alucard's face darkened. "I could shoot you here and now.It would even be my job and my command to do so. "He drew his pistol and pointed it at the darkness. The laughter died away. It was dead silent for a few moments in the dungeon. Then a whisper was heard." You would kill your own brother on orders, Cephalgy? "Alucard felt the fear that surrounded Nacyl. He kept his gun pointed at him." What does he mean by 'brother', Alucard? ", Integra asked. The vampire just stood there. Again there was grave silence in the dungeon. Then Alucard began to speak" You probably won't believe me now, Lady Hellsing, but the lycan sitting in the corner is my older brother . "The blonde lady who ran the Hellsing organization stared at the vampire in amazement. Alucard was a Nosferatu, a born vampire. How could he be the younger brother of a werewolf?" Lady Hellsing, my parents are not vampire by bite become. "" OUR parents, Cephalgy, fell victim to a brutal black magic ritual and before that happened I was born.However, I was taken from the wolfish pack beforehand and became a werewolf. So I escaped the vampire existence. I didn't know about Cephalgy in a while "" Who is Cephalgy, please? "Shouted Seras Victoria, echoing off the bare stone walls. The dark voice laughed hoarsely again." What do they call you now? Alucard? Didn't you ever tell them your real name? "Alucard frowned. Integra raised an eyebrow. When she met him, he had told her that her father had given him his name. Had he lied?" What for? It's part of my past and it doesn't belong here. "Do you think so, yes? Then I don't belong here either, do I? So come on, finish it off. But look me in the eyes before you pull the trigger." A furry hand pushed its way into the light of the moon that was passing through barred window fell. It was covered in scars, as was the arm that followed her. The muscular, black-skinned werewolf stood as upright as his stature would allow him to stand.His entire body was covered with scars. But his eyes were as white as the pale moon. "You are blind," Alucard whispered. Nacyl nodded. The black-haired bloodsucker paused. "What is Alucard? Do I mean something to you after all?" Alucard's arm lowered slowly, as if in slow motion. He put the gun away. He turned and ran back up the stairs. The werewolf watched him go, or at least his head followed Alucard's steps. Integra continued to look sharply at Nacyl. “What are you doing here?” Nacyl turned to her. "Lady Hellsing, right? I'm here to join the Helling organization. Times have changed, there aren't many of my breed left. My pack has been ruthlessly slaughtered down to the last wolf. I'm the only survivor of the terrible ones Massacre. I'm alone and I owe it to my friends to hunt down their killers and bring them down. "He looked at her with serious, milky eyes. She held the stare and tried to fathom his real intentions in this opaque white emptiness.When she didn't want to succeed, she nodded slowly and ordered Seras: "Provide him with meat so that he doesn't get the idea of ​​decimating our workforce. You are now a member of the Hellsing organization and I expect you to You keep your wolfish instincts in check and don't commit murders when they have nothing to do with Hellsing's orders, understand? "She turned and went back upstairs. Nacyl nodded and humbly bowed his head. "Yes, Lady Hellsing."

A huge mountain of chickens, rabbits and sheep loomed in front of the werewolf. He licked his muzzle and began to crack open the bones of the carcasses and tear the still warm flesh from their bones. The blonde policewoman Seras Victoria stood behind her and watched the black lycan eat. When he had devoured most of his meal, he turned to her. Warm dark blood dripped from his mouth and he bared his sharp white fangs.He's grinning just like Master Alucard, thought Seras. “Why are you staying here when your heart is drawing you to another place?” Young Draculina's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean by that? There is nothing to do at the moment." Nacyl continued to grin. "I may not see anything, but that doesn't make me blind. I hear your heart beat faster when you say your master's name. I smell the cold sweat that runs down your spine when he stands in front of you. You. You love him. "It was a statement that hit the mark like an arrow. Seras denied everything: "That's not true at all! He's my master, he saved my life more than once and taught me everything ..." Nacyl turned back to his flesh and continued grinning. Seras was getting angry. She ran out of the room and stormed past her boss Lady Hellsing. She watched her in amazement before stepping into the werewolf's room.“What did you tell Seras?” He laughed. “Only the truth.” Integra stood in the doorway and crossed her arms. “Why exactly did you come to the Hellsing Organization?” Nacyl swallowed a chicken head. "I already said that I am alone. Nobody but me has survived the centuries. Scars have remained from every attack. If it was once by more or less fortunate coincidences that I was uninjured, I would give in to every fallen friend a cut myself
to. I remember exactly how I carved each and every one of them into my body. When I found out my brother was working for an organization that hunted vampires and other monsters, I decided to join them. We werewolves do our job well and I thought someone like me might be needed. "Integra knew he hadn't told her the whole truth. But she didn't ask any further questions. His reasons, as far as he'd given her, were honest.Otherwise the little lie detector on her brooch would have started beeping. When she was about to leave, she felt a furry hand on her shoulder. A soft voice asked her: "Do you know where I can find Cepha ... I mean, Alucard? I haven't seen him for a long time and I would like to speak to him." Integra did not know where the vampire expert Hellsings was. However, she took the paw covered with black fur and led him to one of the towers. “He likes to be on the roof when he wants to think.” The Lycan carefully felt his way to a window and opened it. He turned around again and smiled at Lady Integra: “Thank you, Lady Hellsing.” He climbed through the roof window into the cold night.

Alucard stood on the roof and looked at the starry sky. So now his past had caught up with him. His older brother was in the Hellsing organization. He had tried to suppress his past as much as possible.If you found out he was a werewolf's brother, his reputation would be gone. He heard a scratch behind him. “Why did you come here, Nacyl?” The werewolf behind him looked at him with misty eyes. "Have you already forgotten my real name?" "No, Kieran. But what drove you here?" "Times have changed. None of my old friends are alive anymore. Our parents are long dead and you are the only one I still have. It looks like you don't want me around you, though. I can happily go again. "He turned and felt his way back to the window. His brother's cool voice held him back. “Kieran!” Nacyl persisted. “Is it true that you are the last werewolf?” “In front of you stands the last English werewolf.” Silence. “So you're here not to be alone anymore?” Nacyl smiled. “One of the reasons, Cephalgy, one of the reasons.” Alucard thought he knew the other reason. He heard the hinges of the skylight creak and his brother crash into the attic with a thud.Alucard looked at the stars again. The last werewolf. The last English werewolf. His brother. Something in him stirred. Pity. He had to laugh. Apparently there was a touch of humanity in him.